My grandmother is a great chef. The years have been hard on her. Her time in the kitchen has drastically reduced but every year she pulls herself together to make bholi and gulub jamuns in memory Continue reading
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For the longest time while growing up, I used to feel insecure and uncomfortable when anyone told me I was pampered by my maternal grandparents. Today I am actually proud of it. Not all grand Continue reading
I want to write about the unknown emotion that fills me. The waves crashing within me. The butterflies in my stomach that refuse to settle down. I spent yet another sleepless night. There was Continue reading
*Update: The surgery went well. Thanks for all who called me/pinged me/messaged me and left comments* I were more religious. Sometimes like NOW. I used to be religious but over the years I Continue reading