Sometimes, in the dark of night, I like to get out into the apartment’s dusty third floor balcony and sit silently. I get to squint into the windows and balconies…
No. You are not asking for too much. You are, however, probably asking the wrong person. Let me explain. Do you recall the last time you had a problem? A…
Every few weeks, in my Instagram DMs, I see strangers asking me, “Who are you?” Maybe they are curious because of the five letter Instagram handle “Naina”. Maybe they are…
She’s rushing back in a shitty Uber. Her dealer should be at the location by now. Why did she give him her home address anyway? She remembers that it isn’t…
My Perspective On Love The book has aged well. At least till now. It was released in 1995 and I bought a copy for myself somewhere around 2015 or maybe…
I grew up hearing this a lot. Whenever I cried, I heard, “Be strong”. Whenever someone else cried, especially boys, I heard it said to them, “Be strong.” Crying was…
Turning 40 and finally realizing that asking for help is not a weakness. It is pretty much the only way I’m going to grow. Finally accepting that while it sounds…
header image above is from the official spotify press release page Anchor.fm is one of the platforms where launching your own podcast, all by yourself, is the easiest thing to…
CONTEXT The webinar was free. Duration was one hour. Over the one hour, the maximum number of people online was 56 and the minimum seemed to be 35. There was…
This is being written from a place of privilege. The majority of the people who will be reading this, will be reading this, also from a place of privilege. Keeping…
This photograph is probably our first selfie together. B wasn’t interested in talking with me, let alone seeing me in-person. I got his number from his brother, who told me…
2008, Marine Drive, Bombay. Almost done with Bombay. Almost. On my trips back home to Gurgaon, I had met & started dating a cute Jat boy. It was glorious. A…
There were three of us crammed into a tiny tiny apartment in Parel. The washing machine was in the kitchen. Fixed hours for water supply meant that we had to…
2006, Self-Portrait on a FujiFilm Analog camera. Barefoot Resort, Havelock, Andaman Islands. To me, it is incredible to see how far I’ve come since I shot this photograph. Bombay to…
Me in 2005. Princess Park, India Gate, Delhi. Shot on film. (I’m not sure who shot these but it was either dad @vpredhu or @akanksharedhu) I dug up a bunch…
“Nargis” in Hindi (नरगिस) “Daffodils” in English. “Narcissus” In Eastern culture (including, as referenced by Rumi), these flowers represent “eyes”. In various connotations. Also related to bestowing wealth & prosperity…
“Why did you start blogging? That too in 2003/4, when no one even knew what a blog was?” “I can no longer be absolutely certain why I started blogging but…
It was 1995. Dad had been posted to Pune, after his Command in Kupwara. The family was joining him from Delhi. I was 15 years old. After Class Tenth in…
There I was. Walking around in the botanical garden. Minding my own business. Staring at plants and trees. Talking to them. I love saying hello to plants! It was bright…