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We burn the effigy every year. What if the real work is burning what’s hollow within us? Every year we burn Ravan. Every year, we go home with our own ten heads intact.Every year, Ravan’s effigy burns in flames, his ten heads collapsing into ash. We cheer, we clap, we go home. But what…

On appearance, vision, and what we actually see when we look at someone How often do you meet people around you who see only you?I guess hardly a few. People call you out for being skinny, fat, having dark skin. Why? I mean, is it that difficult to just see you?Now tell me: when…

On feeling unseen, finding your way back, and the one who never stopped choosing you We all feel it at some point. That specific low. The one that doesn’t announce itself dramatically, doesn’t arrive with a reason you can point to and explain. It just settles in. Quietly. Like fog. You wake up one…

On quiet heartbreak, invisible wounds, and the ones who notice   There are moments when the silence becomes unbearable—when someone you care about chooses to avoid you, to not speak, to look away. And in those moments, when your heart feels too heavy and your eyes quietly let go of tears, you wonder: who…

On losing yourself, and the hardest goodbye of all   Goodbye. Simple yet difficult word.It’s a huge word because it comes with two different meanings. A sad version and a good version. We all want a fresh start—a start for new beginnings, a step toward an amazing future—and that’s when we say goodbye loud…

On equality, hypocrisy, and the home that never needed a rulebook Have you ever questioned a belief system so deeply embedded around you that even the people living inside it cannot see it anymore? I have. Many times. And the older I get, the more I realise how important that question is — not…

That day she lost all her hopes when she came to know he wasn’t truly involved with her. All those memories they created were hitting her, and all those memories were haunting her badly. But soon, when he said, “You always control me, you never cared for me, your care for me was bothering…

On years of showing up, and what we’re losing in an age of “friendships” Today my grandfather had a get together program. His schoolmates met each other.In their mid-eighties, they still meet with that spirit and affection. The spirit of people who have chosen, year after year for nearly 55 years, to show up…

On raag sangeet, healing, and the spiritual path that kept me alive Music has been an eternal part of my life.No matter what my day, what my life looks like — you will find music in that moment. I connect with music like nothing else. Something, apart from few other things, music has kept…