Falling for Spring, Flirting with Fall

What is your favorite season of year? Why? If you ever asked me to choose a favorite season, I’d probably stand there like a confused ice cream flavor at a five-star buffet—do I pick the comfort of vanilla (winter), the sparkle of mango (summer), the nostalgia of caramel swirl (monsoon), or the mystery of pistachio... Continue Reading →

Echoes of a Quiet Mind

What’s the one luxury you can’t live without? "Luxury is not always a thing; sometimes it's a pause." When someone says “luxury,” most people think of a Louis Vuitton bag, a penthouse suite with a view of the Eiffel Tower, a personal butler named Charles who brings them morning tea and existential advice.But if you... Continue Reading →

Between Laptops and Lego Blocks

Who do you spend the most time with? I spend most of my time juggling two chaotic, lovable worlds—my kids and my work. One is full of deadlines, targets, and coffee; the other is bursting with crayons, giggles, and suspiciously sticky fingers. Together, they make my life look like a sitcom written by a very... Continue Reading →

The Name That Named Me

If you had to change your name, what would your new name be? I love my name. It’s not just a label—it’s a song, a story, a signature of my soul. Changing it? That feels like replacing the sun with a disco ball. Sure, it might shine, but will it feel like home?Names, you see,... Continue Reading →

The Unfaithfully Faithful Chocoholic

Describe your dream chocolate bar. My dream chocolate bar? Honestly, I don’t have one. Because choosing a favorite chocolate feels like betraying the rest of the sweet gang. I’m not biased. (Okay, maybe slightly biased when Ferrero Rocher winks at me.) From Alpenliebe's buttery hug to Dairy Milk’s creamy whisper, from KitKat’s crunchy gossip to... Continue Reading →

Fear, a Spider in My Slipper

What fears have you overcome and how? I once thought fear wore a vampire cloak—dark, dramatic, blood-curdling. Turns out, fear sometimes wears eight legs and hides in a slipper.Yes, it began with a spider in my Bata slipper. Not a metaphorical one. A real, hairy-legged, eight-eyed creeper that had clearly mistaken my footwear for an... Continue Reading →

Once Upon a Résumé

What jobs have you had? Once upon a résumé, I began as a tele-caller. Yes, the “Hello madam, would you like a loan?” kind of person. That job taught me how to handle rejection 57 times before lunch and still smile like I’d just won a lucky draw to the Maldives. As someone wisely said,... Continue Reading →

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