Warning: Massive spoilers of Penthouse ahead. With the current climate in cinema and TV, we have stumbled upon a new genre of popular media on-screen that can simply be defined as “rich people things.” This genre gives us entertainment purely in the form of extremely wealthy people being extremely dramatic…

The written word has piqued my interest since I was a kid and I’m going to tell you all about it. “If you want to be a writer, you must do two things above all others: read a lot and write a lot.” — Stephen King This particular topic probably doesn’t surprise anyone since writing has been my thing for quite some time now. I was eight years old when I…

“Live in the now.”, “Forget about the past and the future. Live in the present. It’s all you have.” — we have practically grown up hearing this preached or trying to internalize it in some way. Especially us anxiety-riddled kids (and adults). …

How I found a job that makes me want to get out of bed every morning and where it’s gotten me today — Over a year ago, if you had told me I would find my passion in a startup — I would have laughed in your face. My relentless, perfectionist, over-achieving, and ambitious self couldn’t have imagined in her wildest of dreams that she would end up working in a startup and…

Ask any veritable adult if they have their shit together. Point blank. Here’s a non-verified statistic, 100% of them will tell you they don’t. …

Trigger warning: This contains mild representations of an anxiety attack & chronic anxiety. Please do not proceed to read if any of that is a trigger for you. — Little by little Ounce by ounce I crept into this space That kept me renounced It renounced me of my ability to think rationally It renounced me of my ability to function normally What is normal, you might question Only if I knew Could I educate you

I have contemplated writing this for a while now — never actually putting pen to paper. Just contemplating it. But last night, I had an epiphany of sorts wherein I realised how much my life has changed in the past 5 years. My 17-year-old self could not have imagined in…

I’m not forcing you to be one as well but you have no business raining on my parade. — I’m pretty sure people (who in all probability genuinely do not care about me) have reached their saturation point with me rambling on and on about everything I’ve been through and how it continues to affect me till date — positively and (at times) negatively too. I might be that…

Growing up I always wanted a hero — someone to look up to, someone to idolize, someone to depend upon when things got rough. What I failed to realize is that I was always looking in the wrong places. My hero wasn’t outside or external. It wasn’t a fictional character…