He asks for “easy shorts”. Not the ones with the pesky button at the belly. Or dapper denim pants from this season of Couture Levis. He wants no nonsense drawstring shorts, with a forgiving waistline because they’re comfortable.Continue reading“Just listen.”
Most people are jerks when they’re young. Flush with the arrogance that being 17 and 20 brings, they often say and do a lot of things they don’t believe deep within their hearts. Now the catch is that they’re privileged enough to not have to know better. They can afford to bully and mock, because they’re never the victims of society. Rich kids tweeting about casteism, when they’ve done zilch to help. Tone deaf Instagram posts to gain social clout. Folded hands and earnest words, thoughts and prayers, thoughts and prayers.
Today was a parenting win for me. It was 3 pm. Day 32 of sheltering in place.Continue reading“The worst amma in the world.”
I spotted my first grey hair when I was 20. I was a standard Year 2 medical student; exhausted, overworked, surviving on strong coffee and the goodwill of nurses. Over the next few months, that one sneaky grey strand became two. Then five.
I was ashamed. I mean, who greys at 20?Continue reading“50 shades of red.”
In the thirty-odd years since I blinked into existence, like most women, I’ve struggled with self-love and self-esteem.
“You’re not good enough.”Continue reading“My Valentine”
I woke up this morning, and my first thought was – “I would hate it if he were just like anyone else.”
My second thought was, “Wow, look how far he’s come.”Continue reading“Honestly?”
