I visited my parents house after the weekend. I was there to attend a society party. It had been a long time since I last visited. Shifting to my own house, with kids growing up and an ecosystem being built around where I lived, made the visits rarer and rarer.
Language is a fascinating thing. So much of our identity, the way we process the world, the way we communicate, is dependent on it. It shapes our worldview, decides who our friends are, and plays a role in our biases and beliefs. And yet, it would be very rare that…
My father was posted in the small town of Bhavnagar, Gujarat, when I was born. I was there till I was four years old. Our landlords, who used to live on the ground floor, were extraordinarily kind and indulged me a lot, to the point that I would have my…
I recently met a hostelmate from my undergrad. He had gone to pursue a PhD from IIT Bombay. He mentioned the confidence that undergrads from IIT Bombay carried. According to him, this confidence took them far. Cracking the JEE at eighteen gave them the confidence to be the best in…
I had started preparing for JEE in eleventh grade. I had done pretty well in the tenth standard, exceeding even my own expectations. So when I came in eleventh, I expected myself to do similarly well. I was completely wrong. The thing was that by the end of the tenth…