Somewhat of an Icarus figure. 

Perhaps a million times, I’ve stared at blank pages, the black cursor blinking back at me, trying to explain what it feels like to...

When I was eight, my mother and I made a weekly ritual of going to the supermarket. We’d pile our cart high with fruits, vegetables, and...

To be honest, I’m not quite sure when I realized this. But when the realization hit as realizations often do, it was late at night, and I...

(Song: Luka Chuppi- A.R Rahman, Lata Mangeshkar) Valentines day.  Alarms going off. I see red, the color of love. Gifting of bouquets and...

(Song: What was I made for- Barbie) Often enough, I find myself tracing the evolution of my relationship with my skin—an organ that once...

(Songs: Ay Khuda- Salim Merchant, This City- Sam Fischer) The Mumbai I fell in love with isn’t the city you see on the screen. It isn’t...