LU Chronicles
In the lecture halls of Canning College and along the corridors of the Old Campus, we are often taught that the “civilized” mind is a quiet one. Tell a woman to “Calm Down,” and she will hit you back with, “Who are you to tell me what I’m supposed to […]
Dear reader, It has been a while since we caught up. And because I’ve promised myself to stop oversharing, I’ll simply say this: I was busy, and writing had to wait. Now, as I nurse my way out of a stubborn writer’s block, I thought I’d share a story from […]
My life: the perfect opening montage to a 2000s coming-of-age rom-com. Me, the golden star of my family, twirling through whimsical outfits, dragging around a bag so heavy it could double as a personality trait, and carrying that unshakable, naĂŻve main-character belief that people are inherently good, and that love […]
In Lucknow, the sounds that mark a life are ordinary: the cycle bell at dawn, the sputtering of an auto in traffic that refuses to move, the azaan threading through loudspeakers at dusk. For me, the one sound missing for about two decades of being born and raised in this […]
They never tell you that most good things start in fear. And that is the problem. Not the dramatic, life-or-death kind of fear, but the quiet, shaky, what-if-I’m-wrong kind. The fear that sits in your stomach when you try to do something bigger than yourself, something uncertain, something uninvited. The […]