2025 was all about juggling. Some things essential. Some unnecessary. And some that seemed to exist purely as a package deal. Success feels so much more worth it, when it plays hard to get. Being born at the end of January blurs timelines; the new year never feels like a clean break. One year spills into the next; the disappointment of not having achieved what you wanted, unfulfilled goals, and the awareness of a lack of direction linger way longer than they should. It feels

The last few months of the year were busy, charged, and full of possibility. And then, almost comically, just the day before NYE, everything seemed to explode. My body crashed, and my mood followed like an obedient understudy. A year ended. Another began. Technically, It’s just another day. But emotionally, it felt like a seismic shift. I’ve spent the first week of this year ricocheting between resolve and despair. Between telling myself to get it together and allowing myself

We grow up being told about the endless possibilities for our future; that the world is full of opportunities, wonderful people, and that once we finally become adults, we get to make our own rules. But do we really? Do we do our children a favour by telling them this softened, shimmering version of the truth? No wonder everyone needs a therapist. I might need one too. But my life has always been dedicated to doing things differently. Whether or not it makes sense: I was born

You move to Goa, drink some feni… and ta da - the waves wash in the susegad feels and wash out your worries. It sounds absurd, but life here really does rearrange something inside you. The poi man honks you awake every morning. “Annoying” is the first word that comes to mind, sure, but there’s poetry in irritation too right!? By sunset, the mood shifts. The day folds up neatly as the night unfurls; the world turns down its brightness, and a breeze kindly does the same to you.

I bade adieu to mountain life and moved to Goa in August 2023. The grand relocation I’d fantasised about for years. A tropical coastline, a new life, and a new me. (with new hair and everything)  I pulled it off somehow, but not without its fair share of hiccups… and in trying to counter them, I made the same mistake yet again: I let the fear of being alone pick the next person I let in. Spoiler: that door slammed me harder than I care to admit. It unravelled faster than an a

I took a walk down memory lane, and for a while, it felt like time stood still. I spent the first few years of my life in Kalpa, Kinnaur; where forest spirits defined the pace of life and beautiful golden apples adorned the trees. We crunched on them as we walked to school or while we explored our magical surroundings. Deodar trees constituted the majority of the population, and if you spent enough time with them, you’d surely recognise their unique personalities. It was a sm

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