• Here’s a weird sign you’re healing: you start enjoying makeup

    I have been in the field of alternate healing since I was 18 years old. I’m obviously still working on myself but there’s this weird obsession people have with results and cure expectations when it comes to healing.

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  • The Unwilting Heart: Courage from a Medicine Walk

    I have lost track of the number of people who have asked me why I don’t pursue my healing practice for others more diligently. For years, I have focussed only on decoding myself, using all the tools I have learnt to unlock my own mysteries.

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  • Zindagi, in small doses: postcards to myself

    2026 AtoZ started as me wanting to write 26 posts to commemorate my grandmothers who were great writers themselves but I don’t have what they wrote. I got to 11 stories and poems before realizing I would have to pivot into writing the rest as and when they came to me.

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  • You were going somewhere, I think

    You were going somewhere, I thinkthis idea that I had in the middle of a work daythat made me feel all sparkly insidefilled with possibilities and the convictionit would bring me out of my writing block.

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  • The X post: what fear really means

    Sometime back, a friend and I were brainstorming how they could document a pivot in their career. They were quite clear: I don’t want to put anything on social media because my people are used to seeing me in a certain way and I’m not ready to overhaul that image.

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  • Not a book review: Wuthering Heights

    I very rarely read books because of peer pressure or their popularity. But there are times, like the release of Emerald Fennell’s Wuthering Heights, that just propel you to make decisions you wouldn’t otherwise. Where the discourse on the book, the adaptation and creative licence compel you to read the book; just so you can…

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  • Through the valleys, I flow

    I was born a man but I knew, even before I turned seven, that my body was wrong. I did not have the vocabulary to explain what was happening to me so I became an artist. I would use reds, browns and blacks to create silhouettes. There were grooves and curves but only I knew…

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