Let me tell you a story… Many years ago, at a time when the Maruti 800 was considered THE car to have, when all of Bangalore could be reached in 20 minutes or less, and the idea of ‘breweries’ wasn’t even around, at that time, my family had a house in what is now called […]
Let me tell you a story… I took the afternoon off yesterday to go to the local Tibetan hospital to stock up on my medicines. I was looking forward to the drive, which is not a thing you say in Bangalore. But this hospital has a detached feel from the rest of Bangalore – you […]
Last year, if it were a Sunday, you would have found me running 20 or 30 km. You would have then found me here, telling you about that experience. The crisp morning air, the air beneath my feet, the air in my lungs. Breath like air. Life like air. The feeling that for once, just […]
“And what is more generous than a window?” My workstation is next to a window. When buying this apartment, I paid extra for a room with a view. I didn’t want to live in a space where I see walls everywhere. (Yes, privilege) I sit with two plants in front of me – black ZZ […]
Let me tell you a story… I go for a walk every evening. I stay in an apartment surrounded by lush gardens and huge trees—walking here is a delight. I see an assortment of people on my walk. The old couple who always walks hand in hand. Screaming kids. Weary mothers. The fast walker who […]
There are many things that the last three years have taught me. But nothing has been more profound a lesson than the art of letting go. Of learning that sometimes some people will always be rotten apples. Picture this. I log in to the MyndStories official Twitter account. It’s a rather abandoned account, as Twitter […]
It’s early Sunday morning. One of our clients wants to “talk.” I am nervous. We had a bit of an uncomfortable discussion around payment on Friday. I call them. She picks up. “I want to say that we are truly sorry. We allowed our biases to creep in. We talk so much about biases, but […]
A few years ago, I had a book soulmate. I connected with this person in a way I never had with anyone else over books. Words. We wrote long emails over books. Read together. Mused over words. Fell in love with melancholy. The person wasn’t to stay in my life, however. She didn’t just carry […]
“How are you feeling today?” This is probably the most difficult question you can ask me. When I first started therapy about 1.5 years ago, my therapist would ask me this question first, and I would freeze. I didn’t know the ‘correct’ answer. Do you actually respond with what you feel? Because we have been […]