This reflective essay explores how love evolves, from youthful fantasies of grand gestures to the quiet strength of companionship and presence. It contrasts enduring partnerships with lonely, transactional modern relationships shaped by technology. Ultimately, it affirms that true love thrives on equality, emotional labour, and self-respect,culminating in the most powerful love story: choosing yourself.
A serene winter escape near Kolkata, Chupi Char offers glowing sunsets, tranquil boat rides, and a paradise for bird lovers. Nestled amid mango orchards and an oxbow lake, it blends rustic charm with migratory bird sightings, village walks, bonfires, and simple Bengali meals—perfect for a peaceful weekend retreat.
Returning to India from the comfort of the USA seemed like a reckless mistake, judged by many and doubted by herself. Yet from that uncertain leap grew The She Saga, Aashiyan, Veda’s, purpose, and independence. What looked like a bad decision quietly unfolded into a deeply rooted, meaningful life.
In the quiet after Valentine’s Day, I turn inward—to books that shaped me, words that healed me, classrooms that defined me, long walks that strengthened me, tea with mother that grounds me, Olive’s unconditional love, simple food joys, and solitary pilgrimages. These are my sundry, steadfast forms of love.
This reflective essay explores how women are conditioned to equate love with waiting, suffering, and emotional neglect. Drawing from romantic culture and ancient Indian narratives, it argues for boundaries, dignity, and self-preservation. True love, it suggests, begins when a woman learns to choose herself over self-abandonment.
This piece reflects on how earlier generations learned respect and acceptance toward imperfect parents, without labeling them as toxic. Today, therapy culture and social media often encourage blame over balance. While boundaries matter, healing must also include accountability, maturity, and understanding parents as flawed humans doing their best.
This essay explores modern love anxiety shaped by WhatsApp blue ticks. Unlike the patient waits of love letters, today’s silence triggers insecurity, self-doubt, and overthinking—especially for women seeking reassurance. It urges readers to stop chasing replies, value consistency, and choose self-respect and peace over digital uncertainty.
Some books wait for the right moment—and then arrive like a storm. The Lion Women of Tehran is one such story: of friendship divided by class, of women stitched together by courage, and of freedoms we casually wear, while others fight, bleed, and rise—again and again.
Bengali winters may be harsh, but they bloom with warmth through pithas, dudh pulis, nolen gur, and lively melas. Rooted in childhood memories, family rituals, and festive aromas, these seasonal delights turn cold days into celebrations of nostalgia, joy, and togetherness—comforting the heart long after winter fades.
Makar Sankranti marks the Sun’s northward journey, symbolising renewal, warmth, and gratitude. Celebrated across India with diverse names and rituals, it honours harvest, family, and nature. Rooted in mythology and memory, the festival gently reminds us of cyclical time, small beginnings, shared traditions, and the comfort of belonging.
