Prompt: What success looks like on an ordinary day. If you had asked me years ago what success looked like, I would’ve said something cinematic. Book launches. Airports. Panels. Somebody holding a microphone too close to my face while mispronouncing my name with confidence. Very shiny. Very impressive. Very exhausting. Now? Success looks suspiciously ordinary….
Creating a Life Before It Happens : Day 7 of #WriteAPageADay.
Prompt: A place you often visit in your thoughts I visit certain places often. Not cafés. Not beaches. Not even Google Maps. I go to the mental tabs I usually lock away. The ones quietly open in the background of my brain while I’m doing dishes, waiting in queues, or pretending to listen to someone…
Of Changing Rules and Life: Day 6 of #WriteAPageADay
Prompt: A rule I broke that worked in my favour. “Winners never quit.” This sentence followed me everywhere growing up. In classrooms. In report cards. In well-meaning lectures from adults who mistook endurance for virtue. It was served as universal truth. No footnotes. No exceptions. Quitters lose. Winners persist. End of discussion. So I believed…
BrOwwwwwwww Browser! Day 5 of #WriteAPageADay
Prompt: What your browser history says about you? Browser histories are dangerous things. Tiny digital windows into your soul. Secrets waiting to be discovered, or weaponised, by future archaeologists, nosy friends, or your own guilty curiosity. Curious (and slightly terrified), I opened mine. And oh. My. God. It was cringe. Cringe Pro Max. The kind…
What I Kept, What I Left : Day 4 of #WriteAPageADay
Prompt: The story behind an object you refuse to throw away. I am no longer attached to objects or to the idea of holding on for the sake of familiarity. I spring-clean my life and my surroundings with clockwork regularity. Every birthday, without fail. It’s my personal self-audit. A conscious act of letting go. I…
A Change of Habit : Day 3 of #WriteAPageADay
Prompt: A habit that quietly changed your life. Some habits announce themselves loudly. They come with dramatic before-and-after photos, bold declarations, and a sense of reinvention. This one didn’t. It arrived quietly, almost accidentally, and changed my life without asking for attention. I decided, without much ceremony, that I would compliment at least three people…
From Me, to Me: Day 2 of #WriteAPageADay
Prompt: If your younger self asked you for advice today My younger self wouldn’t sit down to ask me questions. She had no patience for that. She would shout them from the doorway while already halfway into something else. So I would tell her to go make me a cup of tea. And while the…
Turning the Bend : Day 1 of #WriteAPageADay
Prompt: A conversation you still replay in your head. Some conversations stay with you not because they were intense or emotional, but because they slowed something down inside you. This one happened on an ordinary weekday afternoon in a small, quiet bookstore. The kind where time doesn’t feel aggressive, and no one pressures you to…
Of Sakha, Faith, and Homecoming
I had worshipped Lord Krishna – my Sakha – ever since I learned what God and devotion were. Our relationship was built over a lifetime of prayers, faith and reliance. Not in a ritual-heavy, incense-and-bells way. More like old friends who talk in shorthand. Sakha energy. Easy. Familiar. Intimate. And then, somewhere along the way,…
Of Men, Bears & Who Pays on the First Date: Beyond Dinner: What Women Are Really Paying For
Men think paying for dinner on a first date is a big deal. But the truth is, women face far greater risks. While he’s calculating the bill, she’s calculating risk. Sharing her live location, texting a friend the venue name, watching her drink, assessing exits, reading tone shifts, and wondering if this man will respect…