Posts from the family category.
Have you ever paused mid-read and wondered — what would I do in their place? That was me, more than once, while reading The Mother I Never Knew by Sudha Murty. Known for her simple storytelling and deep cultural insight, Sudha Murty doesn’t just tell stories — she passes on lived wisdom. Her stories have this uncanny way of making you look inward while your eyes are still on the page.Having read h...
The second half of the year has begun. The specialty is there would be many long weekends because of the festivities. It’s the time of the year when I wallow of not having the “family friends” which our parents were blessed with in their generation. Maybe they were just the neighbours or colleagues who became family, but there were picnics held, day trips done to temples etc. Now, in the big metro...
What does it mean to be a mother? Is it biology, emotion, sacrifice—or a bit of all of them? Anagha Paranjape-Purohit’s Two and a Half Story isn’t just a novel—it’s an emotional excavation of motherhood, abandonment, and the ache of finding one’s place in a world that offers more questions than answers.This is Anagha’s debut, and let me tell you—it doesn’t read like one. There’s a maturity and qui...
Did you ever think about how most of India runs on family businesses? I didn’t—at least not consciously—until I picked up The Ultimate Family Business Survival Guide. As someone who doesn’t come from a business background, I expected this to be a niche book meant for a specific audience. But let me tell you: Priyanka Gupta Zielinski’s words gently pull you into a world we all see but rarely unders...
To the one in Heaven, How far have you gone?Some tell me you are one of the stars, Just look up and there they are, Far? Yet not that far.How Far have you gone?Some tell me they are physically not present,But their soul is here, listening to you,Blessing you, looking after you.Not Physically, Yet not that far.I want to tell them,How far you are.When I come home and not see you around,That’s how fa...
To the elder daughter!Hello, from an elder daughter to all the elder daughter’s.Being an elder daughter is a journey filled with love, responsibility, and unspoken strength. From the moment you step into the world, you become the guiding light for your siblings, the one who holds everything together, even when life gets tough. You may not always hear it, but your presence means the world to your f...
Some books don’t just tell a story—they pull you into an emotional whirlwind, making you feel every triumph and heartbreak. Odyssey of Daze by Mayank Kashyap is one such book. It’s the kind of novel that stays with you, lingering in your thoughts long after you’ve turned the last page. As a lover of deeply emotional, character-driven stories, I found myself completely immersed in the lives of Rish...
Paapdi. Fine diced red onion. Finely chopped coriander/cilantro. Uncomplicated and unpretentious. This is what my grandpa ate, when me and my older brother were wolfing down misal at our regular haunt all those years ago. He sat by himself, kept an eye on us, but allowed himself the little indulgence of eating paapdi. “Hey ghya Paapaji. Ajun kanda deu ka?“. Paapaji - that is what the folks at the ...
Listening to this TED talk triggered a thought macro. I was lucky to have loving doting parents. And as I near the age of 40, I catch myself thinking more and more about the texture of their lives. Specifically, my dad. I kinda understand the context that made me - but what made him into the person that he is?In some ways its an easy question to approach, but difficult to really answer. Going over...
I was visiting my parents six months ago when this thought crossed my mind for the first time. The car won’t unlock. I came back upstairs. “Why won’t the car unlock? I think the battery is down. Did you leave the lights on by mistake?” “Didn’t we change the battery last week?”, dad asked.“You changed the battery?”“Arey, the battery in the key!\, mom explained. “Didn’t you change it last week?”, da...