There is an art to enjoying a ‘Nice’ biscuit with a cup of tea. First of all, the tea has to be extra hot. And then, there’s a skill to dipping the biscuit in the cup. Dunk too little and the biscuit isn’t quite soaked enough; dunk too much and…

Yellow and brown, glistening with moisture… my mouth started watering as I anticipated sinking my teeth into a freshly baked morsel, fresh enough that it had the aroma of a cake just out from the oven. As I brought a forkful to my mouth, a whiff of orange tickled my…

Growing up in India in the 90s

1930, Craigenputtock, Scotland Thomas Carlyle had been struggling for a decade trying to make a name and a living as a writer. He had steadily worked on a number of original essays, biographies and some beautiful translations of German masterpieces to English. But he never got any recognition. Goethe, one…

When I started writing my essays, I had just one goal - to be authentic. As I grow and hopefully evolve, I might not agree with everything I would have written down the line. My perspectives might change, my opinions might mature. …

As a kid I never felt that being a girl would come in the way of having a career. In fact, I never felt it would come in the way of anything. Gender discrimination had a toxic role in my family but it didn’t interfere with education or academic opportunities. …

Three years ago, I decided to start journaling. I spent days researching the best journaling apps, reading comparisons between writing with a pen or paper vs typing. I read all the “12 Reasons to Keep a Journal” and “5 Powerful Ways Journal Writing Changes Your Life” articles I could lay…