Essays

The Making of a Diva

After a harrowing attempt at beautifying myself at a salon, I discover that true beauty is much more than facials and lipsticks.

Good Thing, Bad Thing, Who Knows?

My family moved to Charlotte five years ago from Pune, India. It was a herculean move that drained every ounce of my energy. I left behind a treasure trove of love and connections.

YOU & I

You are 8000 miles away. We do not talk often yet when we do, it’s as if you have never been away. It’s a bond that will only deepen as the creases on our faces ripen.

F-U-N

Imagine yourself at the venue of the National Spelling Bee in Washington, DC. You are in the audience seated at the edge of your chair, palms sweaty, brows furrowed and heart thumping.

Gratitude

I have always loved to write but shied away from calling myself a writer until now.