I know we’re what the world calls the light of her eyes.Every child is — especially to their mother.But honestly, in our case, it was her light that did most of the heavy lifting…and sometimes the light came with power cuts, cold mornings, and perfectly timed life lessons. Her guidance often arrived in very… creative… Read more

Some people enter your life quietly,yet leave behind fragrances that linger for years.And then there is Vimmi ji —a once-in-a-lifetime soul who walks in like gentle sunshine,wraps you in a warm hug,and suddenly the sharp edges of the day soften.Problems remain, yes,but somehow they stop feeling quite so heavywhen she is around. I’ve always felt… Read more

Every winter, when fashion changes faster than the Bareilly breeze, last year’s “brand new” jacket somehow looks tired, and I find myself doing that familiar North Indian ritual — pulling out winter clothes, packing away summer ones, and promising the universe (and myself) that I will not buy anything more this season. Of course, that… Read more

The year is drifting toward its end…. and today I could feel that familiar softness in the air —a hint of winter, a quietness that settles without asking. A little late, but finally here…And with that chill came the thought I always have:… When did this whole year even happen????A blur of unexpected YESss…and long-overdue… Read more

Some things never change — like those beautifully painted trucks that have rolled alongside me since childhood. They’re not just vehicles; they’re moving murals — homes on wheels carrying laughter, longing, and life across the country. Each truck is a personality.They flirt with the wind, wear parandas on their mirrors, and smile in neon. Every… Read more

Time has a strange way of writing its stories — not on paper, but on faces, hearts, and memories. You watch it happen, quietly. Your father slowing down a little more each day. Your mother repeating the same stories — the ones you’ve heard countless times, but now you listen differently, because you know. Today,… Read more

Some weekends are meant to recharge… this one rewired me completely! What began as a plan to attend the WOS Conference — to learn, present my paper, and judge a session — somehow spiralled into something much more glamorous (and slightly terrifying) — the WOS Elegance Pageant! 😄 It was an impromptu dare to myself… Read more

And it’s morning… I am tired — that deep, delicious kind of tired that only follows a week of light, laughter, and endless running around. But I have to get up. My dogs are already awake, tails thumping against the floor. My birds wait in the balcony, chirping impatiently for their feed. And the little… Read more

There are very few people in life who don’t need explanations — they just understand you, instinctively, completely.She’s that person for me. She knows my silences, my moods, my chaos — and somehow always finds a way to bring me back to calm. With her, I never need to explain. She just knows. We’ve made… Read more

There’s something about Khan Market that keeps calling me back — quietly, insistently — like a familiar book that refuses to stay closed.Not for the shopping or the shimmer, but for its rhythm — that slow, old Delhi heartbeat that hums between conversations and coffee cups. Tucked near Sujan Singh Marg, this market has its… Read more