An Open Letter to Mahesh Shah, CEO of Hometown

Dear Mahesh Shah, For the last ten days I have been begging for forgiveness. Begging for forgiveness for whatever twists of fate led me to purchase furniture (through Pepperfry) from Hometown. I’d had an awesome experience with Pepperfry as long as it was their customer service, deliveries and carpenter services, but with Hometown I haveContinue reading “An Open Letter to Mahesh Shah, CEO of Hometown”

The Pieces of Who You Were

Words, it bears remembering Are simply acoustics, sounds And breath warmed by the body Mixed till sweet, sour, bitter or pungent They cannot break your skin, Choke air from lungs, pierce organs, Burst arteries or sever limbs Yet somehow they tear through Eardrums, towards skull, seeking  Deepest abscesses of minds Darkest corners of souls RootingContinue reading “The Pieces of Who You Were”

Exploring Sultanahmet: Haghia Sophia, The Basilica Cistern & The Blue Mosque

We start the day slowly, though we are awake unusually early. Although the weariness of our travels makes us sluggish, the time difference means our body clocks are two and a half hours ahead, which means 8:30 am makes for a pretty leisurely start. After we shower and get ready, we grab a pumpkin spiceContinue reading “Exploring Sultanahmet: Haghia Sophia, The Basilica Cistern & The Blue Mosque”

Etihad Airlines, Eggs & Our Istanbul Transit Adventures

Aditi and I booked window seats one in front of the other for our trip to Turkey, via Abu Dhabi.  I am seated in 32K, and Aditi has the window seat behind me. However, when we get there, there is already a man sitting in her seat. He looks confused, as he doesn’t appear toContinue reading “Etihad Airlines, Eggs & Our Istanbul Transit Adventures”

Fight or Flight: Anxiety and My Adventures in Mental Health

Adrenaline surges, your muscles feel weak yet poised to bolt. You feel every moment of contraction in your heart as if it was the first time you heard it beat. Cool sweat erupts from your pores, glistening your skin. Your throat closes half suffocating you. Maybe your fingers or your lower lip trembles. For moments,Continue reading “Fight or Flight: Anxiety and My Adventures in Mental Health”