My eyes are burning as I write this, not from tears, not from screen glare, from the air I have no choice but to breathe. My throat, once used to delivering presentations and having conversations, has become a scratchy reminder of what it means to live in Delhi in November 2025. The pulmonologist’s advice echoes…
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When Healing Becomes Hustle: The Lie of Modern Self-Help
We’ve All Been There Once Sitting alone after a long day, scrolling past a perfectly timed quote on your feed: “Everything is temporary.” It feels comforting for a moment. You take a deep breath, straighten your back, and go back to your to-do list. Because that’s what we’ve been taught, to stay strong, stay functional,…
The City That Failed Geography: Gurugram
It is a familiar sight every year. A heavy downpour in Gurugram, and within minutes, MG Road looks like a shallow river. Cars stall at IFFCO Chowk underpass, water rises knee-high on Golf Course Road, and Cyber Hub commuters are left stranded as if the city itself has surrendered. Authorities usually blame “unprecedented rainfall,” but…
Nostalgia’s Gentle Lie: Why Yesterday Seems Better
On calm Sunday evenings “the good old days” don’t knock softly, they barge in. A song from the early 2000s plays on the radio, a reel scrolls across your Instagram, or an old class photograph resurfaces in a dusty album. Suddenly, you are no longer here. You are thirteen again, sitting on the last bench…
The Death of Indian Citizenry: How Silence is Killing Democracy
History often remembers the death of democracies as grand events—coups, revolutions, or the swift rise of authoritarian rulers. But in India, democracy is not dying with a bang. It is dying quietly, smothered by the silence of its own people. This is not just about political corruption or institutional bias. It is about a dangerous…
The Saviour Complex: Why Women Want to Be Rescued
There comes a moment in many lives, especially in a woman, when clarity doesn’t arrive softly, like dawn breaking gently over a quiet horizon. Sometimes clarity crashes in like a storm. It erupts after long stretches of internal chaos, when life begins to feel like a puzzle with missing pieces. In those moments, you feel…
Campus Mothers at IIT: Reinforcement of Patriarchy
India’s Premier Institutions Are Not Immune to Misogyny The Indian Institutes of Technology (IITs), widely regarded as the epitome of academic excellence in India, are often painted as beacons of meritocracy. Cracking the IIT-JEE is considered one of the toughest academic feats in the world. For India’s aspirational middle class, admission into an IIT isn’t…
The Fall of Indian Electronic Media
The media often, hailed as the fourth pillar of democracy has been crucial in forming contemporary Indian democracy, and citizens’ political awareness. It was more than just a news source; it was a force for nation-building because of its capacity to spread knowledge, sway public opinion, and hold leaders accountable. However, there is a sharp…
When Grace Spoke Louder Than Pain
There are moments in life that arrive quietly, almost unnoticed, but they change something within you forever. For me, it was a conversation. Just a few words exchanged with someone I barely knew, yet someone who shifted the entire weight of my perspective. I’ve always believed that pain is personal. When you go through loss,…
The Great American Circus
In a country where politics and performance increasingly blur, the recent public spat between Elon Musk and Donald Trump on X (formerly Twitter) reads less like political discourse and more like a clash of egos on a virtual stage. What should have been an exchange of ideas quickly devolved into a melodramatic contest for attention,…









