Dear Readers, The world is precarious. Every day, rain washes its roads, so I must tread carefully. That doesn’t mean I won’t slip, because life involves other people. And we’re only human, correct? It doesn't mean I have to stop walking, either. It just implies I should be more careful lest I hurt myself. It’s …
How to Grow Happiness
Dear Readers, The more I grow in years, the more I feel the desire to live anonymously. Which is strange, considering the choices I have made that wouldn't allow me to disappear into anonymity. I think when life unfurls untold and unseen, it brings along a joy that all of the world's humdrum cannot dismiss. …
Now-Working-Mom
Dear Readers, It’s been a long time! Kolkata has been drenched ever since we landed here more than a month ago. Setting up the house all over again is an uphill task. It’s building again—friendships, garden, walking routes, favourite grocery shop and a reliable house help. Also, some precious things that break in transit. It’s …
Abundance
Dear Readers, It’s been a long absence from the blog. I relocated, lock, stock, and barrel, and it’s always challenging. Moving, whether to a new city or country, is hard because of the emotional burden we carry—the people we leave behind, moments, a nook that’s held us on our loneliest days and the roads we’ve …
BOOMER EFFECT
Dear Readers, Suddenly, the world feels like a mishmash. Every time I blink my eyes, something new pops up—a massive influx of people going about their lives, a nearly invisible indifference to everything until it wriggles its way up our bones. Most times a few tut-tuts are enough to move on. Then there’s also the …
Virtual Velocity
Dear Readers, Thank you for the heartfelt response to the previous newsletter. We are in a much better space and hope good sense can prevail. In all this what worries me most is the collective euphoria that surrounds a catastrophe. While I try to figure out the why of it all, I'd like to confess …
A Hundred Quills 