Learning from an aggressive, full-of-garbage woman!

Today, when I was travelling in the metro with my colleague, I saw this young woman, she must have been around 25, with two kids- a boy and a girl. The baby girl must have been around 3 years old and she was very jovial- jumping around, wanting mother’s attention, going round and round on…

When I started writing what others wanted to read

I have always wanted to become a creator. I have been sure that beyond someday, I won’t be taking up a job, I would be the one who creates jobs. There is something- something deep which strives to find purpose, meaning in life. The more I question, the more confused I become. Maybe this, maybe…

Gratitude- learnings from a 20 year old slum kid

Dingy streets. Poorly planned area with bad sanitation. Screeching heat. A resettlement slum colony. No tangible resources. But thousands of hopes. Bright smiles. Children as leaders. This is what the village of Bawana offered me.  That one day at district of Bawana has been glued in my memory forever. For that one day made me…

The thirty minutes auto ride

I had gone to meet my friend at a hospital. On my way back, I was trying to catch an auto. After getting refused by 4-5 of the auto drivers (Not a surprise if you stay in New Delhi), one auto driver agreed. He said he’d take the longer route as there was a lot…

The search for the chewing gum wrapper

This is about an incident which took place over 6 months ago. Something which makes me think, something which impacts me profoundly. I was waiting at the South Extension bus stop for my friend (Its one of the ‘posh’ areas of Delhi), she had to give me some assignments. She called me up to inform…