The curious case of Indian couplings “Another divorce”, mom laments, as she gets off the phone. “I don’t know what is wrong with this generation. They just can’t seem to settle down!”, she grumbles. And that’s probably part of the “problem”. This generation, is rather privileged. They grew up in…

700+ friends on Facebook, 300+ contacts on WhatsApp, 5000 followers on Instagram. And no one knew. She’s probably taking a mental health break they thought. The last time she called, she sounded hysterical. You told her as much. You groaned internally at her drama. You had better things to do…

It was his kindness that I noticed first. He was normally standoffish, would barely make conversation. But he’s expressed genuine concern, anytime he’s seen me in distress. I guess I thought I was reciprocating in kind. Although, I think I always loved him. Before I knew what love was. I…

I was young then. The thrill of being in my very first relationship. And he was everything a girl could dream of – good looking, intelligent, attentive and extremely committed! He called me first thing in the morning, we spoke late into the night. …

She met him at the bus stop. It was a Saturday. It was raining. And she was getting drenched. So he offered her his umbrella. She was grateful for it. They met at the bus stop, every Saturday. He went to work, she had her coaching classes. They exchanged numbers…

My clock reads 12:55 AM. I’m not necessarily an insomniac. On most days, I’m a creature of habit. And that means, I have a set routine around which my life revolves. Or rather, revolved. This pandemic has thrown my routine off. And that makes me uneasy. As an individual, I…

I missed out on my teen rebel phase. I was the most well behaved and sorted teenager. All those stereotypes of teenagers being angry all the time and rebellious? Nope, not me. I must have been a blessing to my parents! I’m now having my midlife crisis. And well, maybe…

“You’re not exactly pretty. You look decent enough. Maybe he’ll like you for your brains. You do write quite well you know.”, Alia told her. “Right.”, she internalized that comment. Vasudha looked at Samarth from her desk. Well, he was really good looking. Tall, dark and handsome. The stereotype. And…

I am taking a moment today, to thank the God almighty, for the miracle of life. We have been so focussed on the death and destruction outside that we have forgotten to be thankful for the things that have managed to keep us alive. I thank my mom for bringing…