“When’s your next rant coming about!?” a dear friend asked. “I don’t know ya!” I remembered I had a blog to run. So, this is about the time I tried to get myself an interview a long, long time ago. I had usually been good at interviews. I’d walk in like Rekha at Filmfare and…

This will be my last travel story until I decide to travel again. I promise.  So, this is about the time when I chose a sarkari airline over the rest. I bit the extra baggage allowance bait and suffered like never before. Here’s how. Once burnt, twice shy? Not me. The dutiful husband dropped me…

One fine morning, I woke up and decided to go see a doctor. Before you all jump to a conclusion like Kamlesh aunty, Aunty X, and a random aunty who rejoiced at everything good and bad, I’d like to mention that I was going to a dermatologist. I didn’t want the busy husband to tag…

I want to title this post “Trippy Thirty” but “Trippy Twenty” sounds more agreeable, so I am just going to go with what it is now. Whoever said age is just a number, is lying; blatantly. I don’t believe it. I never have. Sure, there are people who are extremely singy-songy about turning a year…

The house was licked clean, suitcases unpacked, and ma’s prawn curry devoured with obnoxious quantities of rice; it felt alright now. I was back to pretending to be gardening; watching the onions, tomatoes, and lady finger grow while Kamlesh aunty toiled and watered the plants, religiously. One afternoon I was swiftly plucking some onion and…

Hello to all of you who’ve missed me and hugs to those who haven’t. Where was I all these weeks? Traveling. Traveling not to exotic locations but shuttling between the parents’ house, the in-laws’ house, and my own little house. And I am tired; tired of early morning flights, which refuse to leave before noon,…

The bestie and I visited Feniland. It was our #10yearchallenge. ‘It was long due’ would be an understatement. This time we were tired and determined to get our backsides to this forbidden place the world kept talking about. We asked a few enthused friends who we thought might accompany us. Some left messages unanswered and…

The husband and I were planning our annual trip home. I was busy packing the house and myself. I have never been able to travel light, it’s a problem I’m well aware of. I carry the most (un)important things with me: hair dryer (I’ve used it once in the last year), a sweater, which I…

The husband, I think, is an old soul trapped in a not-so-old skin; he claims to be not a day older than 26 (well then, I am 16 for a decade now). I wonder if addressing a person as an old soul will solve my purpose at all, because in a time when our great…

It’s absolutely mesmerizing to see people gearing up for the new year; people going to dances, people vacationing, people just being happy. For most of the times, I’ve been home on new year’s eve, either watching the fireworks in various countries on a news channel, or watching immensely happy men and women screaming “Happy New…