My mom’s side of the family has a special gift: they can sleep anywhere, anytime. Moving car? Done. Fourth seat of a local train? Why...

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...

I’m on Day 10 of the self-quarantine and something strange happened yesterday. I freaked out. No, I get it. It’s not exactly strange. But...

Years ago, when I was at an impressionable age, my grandmother told me a story. A mother loves her son very much and he loves her back....

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...

I was in the vile wasteland of Twitter the other day and came across a tweet, where a woman had asked why little-boy-shoes are so much...

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...

Yesterday, in a furious burst of pre-Diwali madness, we ventured to the old furniture market at Oshiwara. The errand was simple: get a...

The internet has changed the way we do… well, everything. Think, speak, write, love, hate, sing, dance, read. Everything. It has also...

Till my second year of studying English literature, my experience of reading Indian authors was restricted to Anurag Mathur’s The...

I was in Crossword one day when I came across a book with an intriguing title: My Grandmother Sends Her Regards And Apologises. Now, I’m...

I recently read a piece on the difference between literary fiction and genre fiction. The author seemed to think that genre fiction is...

On Tuesday morning, halfway through my physiotherapy, I got a call from Rook. Pookie had apparently shoved a screw up her nose. It was...

I hate reality TV. Always have. Maybe because most of the shows I’ve come across involve people being… well, terrible. And they’re...

The funny thing about people is we get used to things pretty quickly. What’s once surprising, if repeated often enough, becomes the new...

In Greek mythology, there was a monster who Theseus had to fight. This guy had a bed he tied his prisoners to. If they were longer than...

This smells like a year-end post. It has all the ingredients – the googlies life threw at me, the good stuff that happened, the lessons I...

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

So I recently watched The Princess Diaries with Pookie. What? I’m down with the flu and that’s exactly what feel-good movies are made...