A playful, dialogue-driven ode to Bengali food culture, where nostalgia, humour, and history simmer together in a kitchen that celebrates flavour, memory, and timeless culinary companionship.
A reflective journey through struggle and longing, the poem follows a narrator moving through a chaotic procession, burdened by pain, doubt, and hope. Despite suffering and inner turmoil, they continue toward the divine, realizing that the difficult path itself leads to clarity, resilience, and the final moment of spiritual fulfillment.
Lung Cancer Awareness Month urges us to recognise rising global and Indian lung cancer rates driven by smoking, pollution, and environmental risks. With Delhi’s hazardous AQI highlighting the crisis, the article stresses prevention, cleaner air, and early detection. Awareness becomes a responsibility—our choices today shape the quality of every future breath.
A tender reflection on how November in Patna marked both an end and a beginning — the hush after festivals, the scent of winter’s arrival, and the quiet ache of nostalgia that lingers between childhood memories and adult life’s steady rhythm.
This reflective piece explores the modern-day “Married Single Woman” phenomenon, a social reality where partnership often feels like solitude. Blending observation with empathy, it sheds light on invisible emotional labour, the toll of inequality in marriage, and the urgent need to redefine balance, care, and companionship in today’s relationships.
In a Kolkata tea shop, Tea Leaves, Water, and Milk simmer in a love triangle of strength, clarity, and frothy indulgence. Their tensions, confrontations, and realizations reveal that true harmony lies not in perfection but in balance. This whimsical chai story celebrates love, acceptance, and the art of blending.
Suicide, often rooted in mental health struggles, trauma, or life pressures, is a permanent response to temporary pain. The narrative blends data with lived experience, stressing that recovery is possible through support, self-care, and professional help. Compassionate intervention and helplines like KIRAN and AASRA can provide hope, safety, and healing.
From a bold Femina cover to timeless symbolism of the warrior goddess, this reflection explores how evolving portrayals of women mirror the ongoing fight for true freedom, equity, and self-definition.
In Indian homes, domestic help wields quiet power — sashaying in late, staging surprise leaves, and dictating our daily rhythm. We pretend to be the boss, but it’s a twisted power dance of chaos, dependence, and small victories. Amid dust and drama, we juggle tantrums, budgets, and gratitude — barely holding on.
While watching Aap Jaisa Koi, I noticed something that felt both familiar and oddly hollow: the portrayal of the liberal Bengali woman. You know the
