In these troubled times, gratitude goes a long way. And so does self care.
In this article, I am not going to talk about what Covid-19 is and how it has sent us two steps back in time and why it is necessary that we practice a little confinement for everyone’s welfare.
I will talk about what we can do to make this confinement feel more like a bliss and less like a bane.
I live in Goa, a popular tourist destination. It is known for its sun, beaches, night parties, late-night drugs and tattoos and other things tropical. …
No. It isn’t about trust or honesty or some such.
In Hindu tradition, the saat pheras i.e. the seven rounds around a sacred fire denote the seven vows a couple takes amidst the mantras being chanted by the priest. Our wedding priest was also our family priest so he went a step forward as he translated the Sanskrit vows to us in Hindi.
In a nutshell, the vows meant, “we shall be together, come what may.”
11 years later, I remember nothing of those vows. Or you may say that I have replaced those seven theoretical vows with my own…
A Year-Long Love Affair Captured in Photos
There are three kinds of places — one that make you theirs, forever. And the ones that can never be yours. And then the ones that can’t be yours but still feel like your own because they give you some of your best memories.
Boston is one such city that has given me plenty of good memories to be cherished for life.
I moved to Boston (at MIT, to be precise) in August, 2017 for my husband’s master program. Initially it was a challenge to adapt to the ordinary student life in Cambridge…
The what and where of happiness.
I want to be loved. And I want to be happy.
I often think it is the same thing, that being loved is equal to being happy. But I also often ignore the crucial part of this equation — the variable. The other person. The second person — the ‘you’ I want to be loved by.
I am loved by my partner, great. But when I begin to derive my happiness from him, I become miserable. And this is the part I often ignore.
I am a happy person. More or less, I am…
Women are great story tellers. But they are the best when they narrate their stories. Whether it is a memoir, or a fiction inspired by their own lives, women take it to another level when they pour out their heart on paper.
In the last few months, I have read several memoirs and not only I am in awe of the writing, the prose and the sensitivity with which the story has been told, more often than that, I am left in tremendous awe of the writer. Of the woman who has lived a life like that.
Where did Tara…
I rely heavily on naturopathic solutions for most of my beauty and health-related problems. Be it cleansing of skin, cough, mild fever or dull skin — I prefer scouting for potent ingredients in my own kitchen than spending thousands on brands that claim to use the same natural ingredients along with harmful chemical based preservatives.
My interest in naturopathy deepened when I moved to Andamans and faced the scarcity of most of the things I was used to using here on the mainland. …
This April 15th, I turned 38.
I know the feeling. Your first thought — hmm, she ain’t young anymore. Right. 38, by that measure, is a magic number. Although, it doesn’t feel like a part of 30s anymore, it is also not 40 yet. And that’s a relief.
I will begin by saying I am happily married. Insanely so, if you must know. I have two lovely daughters — a confident and responsible eight-year-old and a free-spirited and funny two-year-old.
My husband is a simple man. Loving and honest. Currently a student at MIT.
I am a stay-at-home mom, voracious…
On our way back home from the nearby mall, she fell asleep on the backseat of the car. I was holding my 3 months old infant so my husband carried her upstairs to our home and we put her to bed. Just then she woke up and complained to her daddy of ruining her sleep. We requested her to go back to sleep; I also patted her back a bit while my infant was rocking herself in her rocking chair but she refused to budge. Instead, she got up and went to her room.
I followed her and tried to…
Since the time I moved into my new house in New Delhi, we have been living a TV-less life.
We actually did not buy a TV set for our home and nor we plan to do so for at least many more years to come.
Everyone around us is either glad or stupefied by the fact that we have never thought of buying an instrument that otherwise seems essential to many for a sustainable living.
Many asked me, ‘how do you pass time without a TV?’
Many claimed, ‘it is only for now.. you would eventually buy it.’
As responsible individuals and citizens, being responsible parents is also one of our foremost duties. In times when parenting has generated so much of speculation, one wonders what responsible parenting looks like.
Below is a check list of what responsible parents do and don’t do based on my personal experiences of being a child as well as a parent.
1. They teach more with actions (and examples) and less with words.
Various studies have proved that children learn more from observing and experiencing the world than by taught words. Responsible parents provide the right examples and behavior to their children…