Last time I wrote was when I was somewhat comfortable with the Mumbai way of life. Today, I write again. This time it’s no more about my days and nights in an alien city. Yes, I still feel like a fish out of water, but there’s someone who has helped…

Stronger than ever before I had a road map for myself. The only backlog being that I didn’t estimate the hurdles correctly. I had planned to start working as soon as I graduate since I couldn’t ask for more from my parents. I wanted to get independent . The initial…

Mumbai, the city of dreams as they call it. It’s my new job here. They say they’ll be paying me a good amount. I surely had plans A/B/C/D for my career. This was anyway inevitable. I had to take up a job, since dreams and destiny don’t walk together always…

So it’s a winter evening. I planned to go for an outing all by myself. Thinking that today I would get done with my age old dislike for getting out in the dark. Dusk has always made me melancholic. The setting of the sun, the ending of the day, all…

I've heard my mom tell people, “Oh I had wished for a second son”. It pains me to admit but yes, I heard it. It’s a ‘men’s world’ anyway. …

This is my very first visit to medium and it asks me to write my story. That’s kind of funny to me because I don’t actually have a story.Which writer has one?We are all lost souls who find solace in words.We are instead trying to figure the story out and…