In April, the axis on which I built my world shifted forever. I lost my Mammu. The pain hits in waves that ebb and crash through my being. There are still a thousand things I want to tell her. So now I speak to her everywhere instead – in my mind, to her favourite chair […]
The Unfiltered Room Called Parenting Parenting is often spoken about as if it is a destination you arrive at with the right books, the right advice, the right amount of discipline. But the truth, as I have come to learn as a parent, is far less linear. There is no correct version waiting at the […]
Some of the most important changes in life do not arrive with noise or certainty. They come quietly, almost unnoticed, in the moments when we slow down enough to see ourselves clearly. Most days are lived on automatic. We wake, respond, hurry, react, repeat. Habits carry us through our routines so efficiently that we rarely […]
There is a certain poetry in being a woman in a room that was never designed for you. From where I stand, the world of gentlemen is not always unkind, but it is deeply coded. It is in the pauses between conversations, the way authority is assumed, the quiet expectation that you will soften your […]
In rooms where the loudest voices often claim victory, the quiet ones risk fading into the walls. Yet whispers carry weight. They travel through homes, conversations and conscience, reminding us that change rarely arrives with spectacle. More often, it begins softly, with people who refuse to look away. Nepal’s recent election results are more than […]