For years, I have tried to fit in – fit into the popular trends and culture. Continue reading Being myself: A journey of self-acceptance
“Sushant Singh Rajput,” a message from my colleague read.
I sent question marks in reply.
“Suicide.” Continue reading Destigmatising conversations around suicide and mental health: I’m a human before I’m a journalist
While school is a second home where we grow up in a protected environment, college is considered to be a place where we get the first taste of freedom. Just like all my classmates, the simple child in me was excited to leave school life behind and join college. Continue reading Not fair, but lovely: I am my version of beautiful
“What gives you genuine happiness?” Continue reading My happiness is more important than your expectations
I found a safe space, where I could be me, in a friend. He did not judge me. All he did was listen to me. He always assured me that all will be right one day. He didn’t have to say it aloud. All he did was to make me feel it. But it did not happen that day. Continue reading When I stopped worrying and started taking control of my problems
Dear Me This is probably the 7th time (there may be more that I just can’t recall but have somewhere written in the notebooks getting covered in dust) that I am starting to write my story. The first time was when I was 17. I remember how I had burned all those little snippets of my story. It was important for me to destroy them … Continue reading The 7th attempt to write my story
For a long time, I have wanted to write a book about myself. I have started writing it a couple of times. Every time I picked up the pen (or my online notes) to write, I ended up focusing on a different chapter of my life. I have spent numerous hours thinking about what my autobiography be called. Have come up with a list of names n number of times. But never found something that I’d like to keep after 10 years. Continue reading The title of my book