Reflections
Essays and thoughts on reflections.
Places where time doesn't matter
Hospitals, airports, and long train rides share something odd — they're the only places where we stop worrying about time.
On Writing in Public
Why I started putting my thoughts on the internet, and what I've learned from doing it.
Love Isn't Yours to Claim
How a one-sided love I carried through school and college taught me that love is never yours to claim.
The way up and the way down are the same
On Heraclitus's observation that the path up and down are the same — and what that means for the decisions we make.
Is Our Existence Just a Notification?
How digital notifications have become the only proof of life we have for people we once knew deeply.
Face Masks Remind Me of Butterflies
A discarded mask on the street and a surprising resemblance to a fallen butterfly.
Did my dad ever think of Jimmy?
A childhood dog named Jimmy, a house in Pondicherry, and the quiet grief my dad never talked about.
Are Middle-Class Families Teaching Their Kids To Give up in Life?
How middle-class conditioning quietly teaches kids to accept failure — and why that's worth questioning.
Waves and still water
Watching the sea at Pondicherry, I noticed a still puddle on a rock and understood something about our relationship with noise.
The Key to Big Ideas Is Walking Alone
Why walking without your phone is one of the most productive things you can do for your mind.
Epicurus – The Philosopher who believed in the power of Friendships
A look at Epicurus — the ancient philosopher who built a commune with friends and argued that happiness is found in simple pleasures.
Have Cities made us Insensitive?
Why city life makes us calculative and detached — and what it would take to care again.
My Dad's friend Who Did Not Have A Name
Uppu sold salt on the streets for decades. When packaged iodized salt arrived, he reinvented himself. Nobody knew his real name.
How our previous generation built and lived the Indian dream
Watching retired men eat vada at 6 AM made me wonder if our generation will ever reach the peace they have.
Life is meaningful because we think so
A colleague's sudden death and a new joiner's question about meaning led me to think about what life actually is.