Remember when you were young and your mother insisted on you finishing your glass of ‘morning doodh’? For some it was a daily pleasure, for others it was a nightmare – but that morning glass of milk was the cornerstone of every...
Life is most often compared to an aquatic voyage. Where a vessel represents an individual, and the ever-changing seas represent life itself. The seas are said to evolve and transmute between many different forms – choppy, serene, slow, quick...
As a post-pubescent member of the male gender, I can’t say that I’ve gone through a certain biological process that has been discussed only in hushed whispers, bouncing from ear to ear, until it died out within the echoes of household gossip...
Dear Mom, Ever since I’ve come home for summer break, I’ve wanted to say “You haven’t changed a bit!” but I haven’t been able to. When I last saw you, you were filled with vivacious energy, jumping from one end of the house to the other, juggling a...