On Cultivating Adult Friendships
I am a strong believer in the power of friendships. I enjoy my alone time but nothing parallels an energizing and engaging conversation with a friend. Connections are what we…
Learning Skills as an Adult
Let me first put it out there- learning skills as an adult is hard! There are fears to be overcome, mental boundaries to be crossed and new habits to be…
Designing Your Work Life
We spend a third of our adult life working. Work can take various shapes and forms for different people. It can be structured or unstructured. You could be working for…
A Guide to be a Better Decision-maker
We make countless decisions everyday! From small ones like what to wear to work, and what to cook for dinner to bigger ones like what career to pursue and which…
Smile, and say Hello!
As a kid, I was always told not to talk to strangers. Looking back, I know the advice came from a good place. The world is filled with all kinds…
On Rethinking Therapy
When a friend first suggested the idea of talking to a therapist, I was quick to dismiss it. My existential issues didn’t seem to warrant talking to a licensed professional.…
5 Reasons Why You Should Book that Trip
Is it just me or is your Instagram feed also filled with drool-worthy photos of places that look too good to be real? The glaciers of Iceland, the safaris of…
Why Write?
I have always enjoyed writing but often struggled with being regular at it (at least publicly). My first journal entry was in 2011- in a black hardcover diary that I…
What Does A Good Day Look Like?
I often struggle with defining what a good day looks like. If you ask me off the bat- “How was your day?”, my perpetual answer is always “Eh! It could…
11 Ways to “Kindle” a Love for Reading
I love books. But at times I love the idea of books more. I buy more than I can read. My to-read list grows at a much faster rate than…
The Joy and Anxiety of Small Things
This might just turn out to be another post on the internet about minimalism, or it might not. We’ll see how it goes. I moved apartments last week. Although the…
On Conscious Consumption of Content
While on a sleepover at a friend’s place, I found myself lounging on the couch on a lazy Saturday morning, watching Seinfeld on the television screen. Life seemed good and…
Black History through Screens and Pages
Every year in February, the United States celebrates the black history month to commemorate and highlight the contributions made by African Americans over the decades. We, as a human race,…
Solo in Sedona
What does it take to do a solo trip? It takes you, of course. But it also takes friends who constantly nudge you on and push you forward when you…
A Journey into Home Cooking: Nutrition, Taste, & Habits
Last year (or two!) has gotten us to stop and smell the roses. Isolation, long walks, home-cooked meals- all have subconsciously made us ponder on the tiny decisions we make…
Unravelling the Past to make sense of the Present
One of my favorite poems of all time- ‘A Psalm of Life’ by H.W. Longfellow preaches one to “Let the dead Past bury its dead!Act,— act in the living Present!”.…
Diversifying inclusion in the workplace
Striking a balance between “survival of the fittest” and “equal opportunities for all” is definitely a challenge in this capitalistic economy of ours. In board rooms dominated by discussions of…
Big Data in Development: Opportunities for Public Policy
Commonly abbreviated as ICT4D, “Information and Communication Technologies for Development” is disrupting the manner in which governments and public affair organisations approach socio-economic development. The unprecedented increase of mobile phone…
Do we really need formal education?
Over the past five years, Rashmi Bansal has grown on me as an author. Initially starting off as a fan of her “Author’s note”, I gradually started getting used to…
The Stupid Common Man
Close your eyes for a moment. Shun away all random thoughts swimming in your head and visualize the face of the vegetable vendor down the street from your house whom…
Reflections, Realizations & Rediscovery
At the innocent age of five, I dreamed of becoming a teacher. At the ripe age of ten, I aspired to make it big as a doctor and when fifteen…
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