memoir
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My Scientific Temper Has an Astrology Clause
Or, how an evidence-based woman ended up checking her birth certificate at 11:07 p.m. on a Tuesday Recently, while doom-scrolling Instagram somewhere between a friend in Bali, a former colleague announcing she was truly humbled to accept a leadership role, and an aunt forwarding a Good Morning graphic featuring three roses and a sunrise, I was shown… Continue reading
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To Have Known a Love Like Bombay
My earliest memories of Bombay are stitched together with delays, derailments, and the kind of chaos that becomes funny only twenty years later. The first time I travelled to the city, my mother, my aunt, and I boarded a train from Chennai, a simple journey, three days of sightseeing planned, my Maama waiting for us… Continue reading
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The Lives I Didn’t Live (But Asked AI To Render Anyway)
AI-generated image: my mother and me at the Taj Mahal, a trip we never took. Forgive me, for I have mid-journeyed. I asked the machine to bring my grandmother back, not as she was when she died.. frail, sharp, and opinionated, but as a young woman standing in front of the Eiffel Tower, a place… Continue reading
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