It was 8.30 a.m. and my phone wouldn’t stop pinging. The messages were about confirming weekend plans. Here I was, trying very hard to build a health-conscious image by practicing…
The other day, I stepped out for what was meant to be a quick walk. Halfway through, I ran into someone I hadn’t seen in a while. We stopped. One…
Some people invite friends over for dinner. I launch a project. When I invite a large group of friends home for a meal, I do not simply “have people over.”…
It all begins at the doorway. I pause. I take that half-step in. These first few seconds are always the hardest. Anxious, yes – but also excited to be here….
I hear a “ping” on my phone and see the message: “Your order is out for delivery.” Out for delivery when? Morning? Afternoon? Before sunset? Before civilisation collapses? I’m excited,…
Have you ever assembled a chair that turned into a bookshelf? I’ve always been derailed by baffling instruction manuals and bizarre warranties. I’m convinced that their writers don’t believe in…
Once upon a time, if my heels didn’t pinch and weren’t long and sharp enough to double as weapons, or my waistband didn’t cut off circulation, then clearly, I wasn’t…
Retirement today isn’t about fading quietly into the background. It’s about reinvention. Sure, I still daydream about wine before noon and spending my life’s savings before I’m too creaky to…
Life in 20+ WhatsApp groups feels like being caught in a tsunami of pings. Noisy, chaotic, overwhelming, and mildly addictive. And yet, I stay. Somehow, this digital space keeps me…
The House of Hiranandani in Chennai, where I live, is a township tucked away from the hustle and bustle of city life. The towering skyscrapers stand tall and proud, blending…