The other day I read a beautiful, heartfelt post on how we should talk to our daughters about their bodies. The gist of it was to NOT talk about it. At all. It said we shouldn't make any comment about their bodies - good or bad. That we...

Grief. It's such a small word. So light on the tongue that you forget how it weighs you down once it gets hold of you. This past week has been one of grief. Death around the clock, and tears which don't stop.

I see picture after picture on my...

A prominent discourse today is that of being other-ed by society, be it as a minority, as a woman, as a non-White person, or as an intersection of different identities. As you scroll down your social media feeds, you might come across numerous posts about discrimination against women, minorities or...

Most people are surprised when I tell them that by 12th grade I'd studied in 10 different schools. Yes, 10 schools. From fancy Air Force schools to Kendriya Vidyalayas that have students from all classes, religions and backgrounds to a state-syllabus school in Karnataka to an Indian embassy school in...

I grew up in different parts of India, hearing different languages, breathing different cultures, befriending different people. The defence campuses we lived in were mini Indias, a potpourri of North and South, East and West. My brothers and I made Hindi -- a language so alien from our mother-tongue (Malayalam)...