-
Continue reading →: QuietI took the day off from work. I woke up feeling completely drained and overwhelmed. Everything in life suddenly felt too… demanding. My doctor told me recently that I’ve been going through a bit of a “hormonal turmoil.” I’m supposed to exercise every day and eat right. Seeing as I’m…
-
Continue reading →: If Baba Planned His Own Farewell PartyHe would have planned ahead. Like he always did. He would have retrieved his hardbound notebook and made a guest list first. His ball pen leaving tiny blobs of ink on the paper as he wrote. Baba was all about plans and schedules. Obviously, there would have been a time-table…
-
Continue reading →: Benaam
वो कहते हैं हमें उस ही तरह जाना है, जिस तरह हम आये थे अकेले, बेनाम, बेबस, बेख़याल, बेबाक हमारा वजूद एक दिन मिटटी में मिल जायेगा तो किसी भी चीज़ पे जज़्बात बर्बाद करके क्या फ़ायदा? बात तो सही कहते हैं वो आखिर आज कल हर काम फ़ायदे के…
-
Continue reading →: Let’s stop celebrating over-exhaustion at workI have been working for five years now. Mostly in the media industry as a “communications professional” in different capacities: as a journalist, content writer, copywriter, social media manager, community manager, digital marketing manager, communications specialist. Wait a minute, are you a young, doe-eyed, career-oriented 22-year-old? Pfft, don’t worry. These…
-
Continue reading →: DadiFor some reason, what I remember most vividly about her is her eyelids. They reminded me of aam papad. The sweet, moist snack made of mangoes and sugar syrup. As I begrudgingly lay next to her for our afternoon nap, she often narrated an old folklore to me, with her…
Hello,
I’m Astha
Welcome to my blog. I use this space as a pensieve: a place to store my memories and feelings. It’s a rest house. An easy chair. A watering hole for the soul. I’m glad you’re here. Take a look around, make yourself at home ☕
Butterflies and Hurricanes 