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My uncut take on contemporary social and political issues.
I do not own a private island. I have never been invited to Davos. No one has ever sent a plane for me. I live the kind of life where a delayed salary causes genuine anxiety, where a hospital bill requires negotiation, where the rules are not a matter of interpretation but of survival. I…
There is a moment in every working life when competence stops feeling like mastery and starts feeling like a cage. It does not arrive with ceremony. It comes as a background hum, a restlessness that colours your mornings before you can name it. The office you know too well. The commute you could do blindfolded….
I did not think I would die in a city that sells itself as a promise. The night was ordinary in the way so many Indian nights are ordinary. Fog hanging low like a tired curtain. Headlights cutting thin tunnels through white air. The road familiar enough that my hands drove more from habit than…
There are mornings that begin like any other, with the same familiar weight of habit, and yet end with a strange clarity, as if the day has quietly shifted its axis. This was one of those mornings for me in Indore. I went to attend a Jain pravachan, a gathering shaped by discipline and devotion,…
A debate went viral. Not the polite, civilised kind that ends with a handshake and a book recommendation. The other kind. The kind that arrives in your life as a barrage of forwarded links, clipped soundbites, and increasingly urgent messages from friends who seem personally invested in your opinion. “Watch this,” they said.“This will change…
I shifted to Indore on 26th October. The kind of shift that looks clean on a calendar but feels messy in the body. New city, new routines, new routes, and that slightly stubborn part of your mind that keeps whispering, “We have done bigger things. Why does this feel so unfamiliar?” For the first few…
For as long as memory serves, the intricate ballet of the cosmos has held me in its thrall. Yet, amidst the grand, sweeping narratives of astronomical order, it is Chaos Theory that has truly captivated my intellect and imagination. I’ve found myself drawn into its depths, poring over texts, engaging in discussions, and contemplating its…
Writing, one of humanity’s oldest crafts, now stands at a defining crossroads. What once relied on pen, paper, and the solitary workings of the mind is now being reshaped by the unrelenting march of technology, particularly Artificial Intelligence. The core tenets of compelling narrative and profound description remain intact, but the instruments and landscapes of…
As I write this article, Prime Minister Narendra Modi is taking his third and historic oath of office. The only other individual who has had the privilege to do so in the past was the legendary Jawaharlal Nehru. Contrasting these two leaders helps us understand how the times have changed and how we have evolved…
The state of democracy in India is a reflection of broader global trends, where the forces of authoritarianism and populism challenge the ideals of freedom and self-governance. Yet, in every challenge lies an opportunity for reaffirmation and renewal. As India stands at this democratic crossroads, the choices made by its citizens will not only shape…
