The Masterpiece

We should not judge any country based on its regime.

There was nothing like love for me in the house.

I am a writer, will always be.

If you had met me back then… you wouldn’t have seen the scars I was carrying. But I was fighting every single day.

And the spectacle that made me fall in love with Delhi

In defense of a mocked generation forged in debt, disillusionment, and duct-taped dreams…

How a story about food waste gave me more than just a boost — it gave me back my voice.

The Dark Side of Social Contract Theory