It’s year ending day. Honestly I had tons of other things to write but I had to start with the thing that had been bothering me since morning. Now before going into the incident, I want to admit that I have many flaws but I keep on trying to be a better person everyday. Yesterday […]
After moving out and living in a new city by myself, I faced an existential crisis and crippling loneliness.
Going to a movie and having a sleep-over with 4 amazing girls – who are strong, independent and fun-loving.
Giving away extra food to those in need is a great way to feed the hungry while also reducing food waste. What’s your take on this?
A girl from my hometown took cosplay to the next level with her passion and craftsmanship. Let’s revive our inner artists!
I wanted to play basket ball for the first time, but couldn’t say it out loud as I was feeling extremely shy and self-conscious.
Celebrating Independence Day in school is now just a memory. We woke up early, bought fresh flowers for decoration, and went to school.
Recalling a simple incident: how the mere possibility of someone being useful to me in the future changed my behavior towards them.
Recalling an interesting conversation with my school friend which sparked the question of hypocrisy of people over social media.
This was my first Diwali at home after moving out. I was back only for a week but every moment with my family.
Get to know me better with some of my random and embarrassing confessions. Please don’t bring them up again!
My college Freshers’ Party wasn’t a pleasant memory. Here’s why…
Comparing the way I celebrated big festivals in my childhood and as an adult with a day-job and responsibilities.
Background: Click here to read. Despite all the meaningless awkwardness on the day I met Ritz immediately after my stupid dream, I managed to stay calm. We had one or two small talks and that’s it. That day I got occupied with work, I eventually I forgot about it. On the very next day, Ritz […]
Talking about how I don’t fit into the common stereotypes of being a Bengali- yet having a strong sense of cultural identity.
During the first of year of my stay in Hyderabad, I attended a South Indian Wedding with my friends from work. Here’s how it went.
Talking about the last-minute shopping for attending my colleague’s wedding – a wedding that I didn’t expect to get an invitation for!
Brain-dumping some of the thoughts that have been bothering me on a random day of my mid twenties as I have no friends!
Talking about me trying to adjust to the new cultures of a different state while trying to be polite and respectful.
Feeling slightly regretful after showing too much caution/skepticism while talking to a stranger on internet for a food-review session.
We meet people in our life, lose touch with them and meet them again unexpectedly- not everything happens for a shake-up of Destiny!
Calling out my insecurities and discomfort every time somebody makes a unpleasant comment to me- trying to find a way to better myself.
Let’s talk about all the random thoughts that keep me up on a weekend night- truly my 3 last brain cells are fighting for life.
On the occasion of Father’s day, looking back at some bitter-sweet moments with my Dad and feeling grateful for having a wonderful father.
Reminiscing a day in my life as a final year college student- right before the exam. The study routine is surely realistic and unproductive!
I am reminiscing my childhood hobbies and how they evolved in adolescence and adulthood and how little useful they are to my work.
Reminiscing some small talks with my mother on Mother’s Day and feeling grateful for having her in my life.
4th February is World Cancer Day. This day is observed to raise awareness about cancer, it treatment and to encourage methods of prevention. This story is one from my heart dedicated to my grandpa who lost his battle against cancer in 2015.
Talking about the things I did during the long weekend- nothing fancy, just some grocery and dress shopping, cleaning and napping.
After acting immaturely with my family, I struggled to come clean and say sorry- even after realizing my own mistake. Does it make me a bad person?
