The Chair That Stayed Empty

On waiting, words, and the quiet courage of being read There is a chair in my house that has developed a strange habit. It listens. Not in a creepy, haunted-furniture way. More in the patient, indulgent way elders listen to children explaining something obvious as if it were a revelation. The chair sits opposite my … Continue reading The Chair That Stayed Empty

The Morning the Books Arrived

โ€” A quiet milestone โ€” This was not the story I had planned to post this week. That one is still sitting patiently in my drafts. Fully formed, properly punctuated, and mildly offended that it was passed over at the last minute. But then morning happened. And mornings, Iโ€™ve learned, have a habit of rewriting … Continue reading The Morning the Books Arrived

A Small Note to the Blogging Community

I wanted to step aside from my usual storytelling for a moment and share a quiet milestone with this community. My memoir is now available on Amazon, which means readers from outside India โ€” particularly in the USA and Europe โ€” can now access it more easily. Reaching this point feels both humbling and quietly … Continue reading A Small Note to the Blogging Community