Oh my love, it’s a long way we’ve come; From the freckled hills to the steel and glass canyons; From the stony fields, to hanging steel...

What will our children remember of us? Ever think of that? I do, all the time. Because when I look back to the memories I have of my...

In second year English lit, we studied an anthology of Indian women authors called Inner Courtyard. Named thus, because the inner...

I mentioned to Rook the other day how I find it interesting that we live in a country where myth, history and belief are so tightly wound...

On Saturday, Rook and I had ventured into Dharavi. Our quest? To find a nice leather purse for Rook’s mom who recently turned 75. Because...

Over the past month, I’ve been following the #MeTooIndia tweets on Twitter, as the movement spread from the entertainment industry...

Yes. You read that right. I am in fact, talking about the little pink girl-pig with the annoyingly cute voice. As any mother of a...

Every generation has a moniker that defines them. The Lost Generation. Generation X. Millennials. And squished between the last two are...

MUMBAI: THE ORIGINAL SOUNDTRACK Vedashree Khambete-Sharma on the places and songs that perfectly sum up India’s maximum city Mumbai, as...