I’ve been thinking about something lately, something that feels small, almost invisible, yet strangely heavy. Why is it that being simple is not so simple? I was reading The Loneliness of Sonia and Sunny by Kiran Desai, and a quiet exchange between the characters stayed with me. It wasn’t dramatic or philosophical in an obvious
“Until death do us apart.” We love the sound of it. It signifies a lifelong commitment to someone, a promise meant to last until our final breath. It’s comforting to believe we can find someone to love forever, especially when we’re taught that love is the most powerful emotion of all. Love is supposed to
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been searching for a certain kind of relationship, one where I’m heard, where I don’t disappear behind someone else’s needs, where my presence feels meaningful. I never cared about the things people often chase: money, looks, social status. None of that ever defined love for me. What
When people talk about love, they often describe it in grand gestures: fireworks, butterflies, passion that sweeps you off your feet. And while that can be beautiful, it’s not the whole story. Love, at its deepest level, is not always about intensity. After searching for an answer for what feels like forever, I’ve finally understood
Ah, friends – Set of humans we choose to tolerate outside of our immediate family. They’re the ones we share Instagram reels with, complain about work to, and in my case mostly ask deep, philosophical questions like: “How would you feel if you metamorphosed into a giant spider like the one in the story by
In my dating time, we would fight over whose turn it was to do the cooking or dishes. But these days, I see young couples supposedly in love fight over the last time someone was online, the angle of an Instagram selfie, or why a message was read (blue ticked!) but not replied to. I was recently sitting
Relationships are tough and complicated—you’ve probably heard this many times, and you likely believe it too. But are relationships truly complex? A recent conversation with a close friend got me thinking: are relationships genuinely difficult, or do we just hide behind the idea of complexity and never try to break it down? Isn’t it easier
Last night, I was binge-watching episodes of the latest season of “Black Mirror” to combat one of the worst insomnia spells I have had so far. Episode 3 of season 7, “Hotel Reverie,” is hands-down the most beautiful-looking episode Black Mirror has ever made. An homage to classic black-and-white cinema, its aesthetic is first expertly
