A heartfelt narrative exploring the invisible emotional negotiations women make while balancing caregiving, profession, and personal identity. Set against the intimate realities of motherhood and medical practice, the story reflects on responsibility, compassion, and the difficult choices that arise when duty and emotion collide unexpectedly.
A mother of a special child lives a quiet, relentless resilience. Through exhaustion, doubt, and unseen struggles, she continues to show up every single day. This Mother’s Day, we honour not perfection, but her courage to stay, to try, and to never give up, even when it’s hardest.
Four friends attend a village wedding, unaware of a forbidden washroom’s dark past. When Shiuli ignores the warning, she encounters a terrifying face in the moonlight. The next day, she learns it is the spirit of a young bride who died tragically, still lingering in quiet, watchful silence.
A nostalgic reflection captures childhood summers filled with games, food, travel, and family traditions, celebrating simpler times before digital distractions reshaped how children experienced holidays and everyday joys.
Welcome to yet another edition of Spoiler Alert. On this Women’s Day, I bring you ten women-centric films that have stayed with me, that, according
The article dismantles the myth that women dress or wear makeup for male approval. Drawing on psychology, research, and everyday logic, it argues that style is self-expression, confidence, and identity, not performance. Women’s appearance choices are personal, internal, and autonomous, reflecting empowerment rather than a bid for attention.
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.
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.
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.
