This Women’s Day, a heartfelt letter on the four building blocks every woman needs to build a life on her own terms – education, money, health, and relationships. Because real freedom isn’t given. It’s built.

Have you ever noticed the quiet beauty of early mornings? When I step out before the city fully wakes up, it’s the small, subtle signs of life already in motion that catches my attention:A woman unlocking her shop shuttersA man exercising as an elderly uncle takes his morning walkSomeone cycling to workAn elderly couple feeding… Read more: Quiet beauty of early mornings..

The first task in my first corporate job?  Packing gift boxes! Yes you read that right but it gave a lifelong lesson. There were four of us, newly hired – excited, motivated, and honestly over the moon because it was the first corporate job for all of us. The first task? We were allotted the responsibility of… Read more: Hand blender and a life lesson

Travel makes you notice things which you wouldn’t otherwise but only if you look out of the window. Every time I’m in Mumbai, the long commutes give me that time. Four buses filled with children – probably heading to a museum or science centre.Different buses but one thing in common: pure joy and excitement. We… Read more: Look up…

Behind the smiling DP and forwarded good morning messages… lies a silent longing. I recently spent a day in Mumbai with an elderly couple I’ve known for over two decades – both now in their 70s. We go back a long way – to the time when aunty chose to sit behind me (when no… Read more: A silent longing…

Childhood memories. They always find a way to come back, when you least expect them. When I was young, Holi and Diwali meant one thing – packing our bags and heading to my grandparents’ home. And the best part? Trains! A new adventure every time. The ultimate battle with my brother – who will get… Read more: Fiery, feisty Palash….

छोटे शहरों से आए हुए हम कुछ लोग,बड़े शहरों में बस तो गए हैं, पर दिल रह गया है कहीं और… कभी-कभी बहुत याद आता है,नानी के घर के लाल पेड़े का स्वाद,जो आज तक किसी मिठाई में मिला नहीं। चूल्हे पर बनी रोटी पर चुपड़ा घी,वो सोंधी खुशबू मन में बसी हुई है अब तक… Read more: सुकून

“Beet’ta waqt hai, par kharch hum hote hain.” This essence sparked a beautiful ritual – an annual tradition of meeting college friends, after 22 years in 2022. Yes, you heard that right – after 22 long years! Sometimes, the most meaningful traditions begin with a touch of drama and a lot of heart. Every time… Read more: Hum dost the, hain aur rahenge..hamesha!

I, dressed in cotton clothes, wearing a damp suit over it, standing waist deep in water, alone and the announcement echoed, ‘Due to lightning we are cancelling the Dolphin show.’ And this even before it started!  Few trips become lifelong memories. While there is no match for the harrowing experience of being stuck in Malaysia… Read more: The Dolphin Show…

But if I tell you that a restaurant name led me to meet my hostel friends after 22 years, and the chat went on for 12 hours straight (7:30pm – 7:30am), would you believe it? Yes, a crazy story! When I joined BBA at Lucknow, I had to opt for a hostel. But at that time, I… Read more: What’s in a restaurant’s name?

Year – 2006. Couldn’t believe it!  I read that email again and then one more time.   But yes, I was reading it right… In the recent job interview I gave, the person who was going to be my boss was trying to reach me via an email as he had an offer and was unable… Read more: A Heartfelt Thank You…

Lucknow. For the world, it is the City of Nawabs. For me, it is a piece of my heart. Not because I call this place home, but because it accepted me with open arms and not only gave me lifelong friends, and experiences to cherish, but also the wings to fly. All to a small-town… Read more: Lucknow – a piece of my heart…

Long back, I, a 13-year-old with twelve other younger kids was stranded outside a deserted school.Our private bus didn’t reach the school to pick us up. Our homes were 30km away. Panic started to build like a serpent in my gut.And then I made a decision that later changed my life forever. My father got a posting at Musafirkhana (a very small… Read more: A 13 year old year girl…

My father’s bank job and the frequent transfers that came along with it made it impossible for us to stay in one place. It was a boon in disguise as that’s how I got admission in the school which laid a strong foundation for life! In the next 12 years, I attended 4 different schools,… Read more: My Alma Mater – Kendriya Vidyalaya