The Self-Governed Republic of Me

On what subject(s) are you an authority? Authority is a big word — it wears a crown, carries a gavel, and walks like it owns the world. But when asked, “On what subject are you an authority?” I could only grin and say, “Myself, mostly. And even that has mood swings.”No PhD, no world records,... Continue Reading →

Romantic? It’s Not Just Roses and Rainbows

What's your definition of romantic? Romantic — now that’s a word that’s been boxed into candlelit dinners, violin music, and sappy cards with glitter that never leaves your fingers. But here’s my definition: Romantic is when he remembers your chai has to boil exactly three times. Romantic is when she pretends not to see your... Continue Reading →

Dear Universe, Thanks for Not Giving Up on Me

How do you express your gratitude? In a world spinning faster than a fidget toy on espresso, gratitude is the pause button we all need. It’s not just about saying “thank you” when someone passes the ketchup. It’s about recognising the invisible threads that hold our messy, miraculous lives together — like the stranger who... Continue Reading →

Worry in the Air, Laughter in the Living Room

What are you most worried about for the future? Some days, my mind plays a 24x7 news channel, broadcasting every ‘what if’ scenario ever invented. “What if my kids don’t eat enough vegetables? What if they turn into couch potatoes who think ‘broccoli’ is a Wi-Fi password?” The worries are real—and wildly imaginative.But then, like... Continue Reading →

Belly Button to Babyland: A Tale of Three Brave Trips

Have you ever had surgery? What for? I didn’t walk through motherhood—I was wheeled in. Not once, but three times. Three cesarean sections. Three dramatic entries. No violins, just beeping monitors and surgical masks. Was it easy? Absolutely not. But would I do it again? For those tiny fingers and sleepy smiles—without a second thought.They... Continue Reading →

Love Served Hot: A Plate Full of Memories

What's the most delicious thing you've ever eaten? They say, “Food is memories seasoned with love,” and I must agree—because when someone asks me the most delicious thing I’ve ever eaten, I freeze like a spoon in kulfi. How on earth can I choose one?Each bite from my life tells a story.My mom’s chicken curry?... Continue Reading →

Styled by Heart, Stitched by Habit

If you were forced to wear one outfit over and over again, what would it be? First of all, let’s set the record straight—nobody can force me to wear anything. Not even fashion police or that overly opinionated aunty at weddings who thinks my wardrobe needs divine intervention. But if the world suddenly turned into... Continue Reading →

The 10-Minute Black Hole

How do you waste the most time every day? They say time flies when you're having fun. But in my case, time vanishes like socks in a washing machine—mysteriously and without warning. Every day, I promise myself just 10 minutes on the phone. You know, a quick scroll, one reel, one article, one meme. Just... Continue Reading →

Pepsi on Wheels: A Bell That Froze Time

Which food, when you eat it, instantly transports you to childhood? They say time travel doesn’t exist, but bite into an old-school ice candy — what we proudly called Pepsi in the glorious '90s — and boom, you're seven again, barefoot, wild-haired, and sticky-fingered.Every Sunday, like clockwork, he came — not a superhero, not a... Continue Reading →

My Poet, My Pride – Kuvempu

Who is your favorite historical figure? . "ಭಯವಿಲ್ಲದೆ ನುಡಿ, ಅಜ್ಞಾನವಿಲ್ಲದೆ ನುಡಿ, ದ್ವೇಷವಿಲ್ಲದೆ ನುಡಿ."“Speak without fear, speak without ignorance, speak without hatred.” In pages worn and ink now pale,I found a fire, steady, hale.Not a warrior with sword or steed—But a pen, a dream, and fearless creed.He spoke of Rama not in gold,But as a man—strong,... Continue Reading →

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