• A high school graduation like no other
    As a young girl, I always envisioned the day of my high school graduation to be a somewhat grand, honorary ceremony. I had grown up imaginin...
  • For a moment, I am home
    In the quiet of the morning, before the sun   spills over rooftops and drips through leaves,   on Besant Nagar’s sleepy streets,   dawn brea...
  • An Old Madras Love
    My love for Chennai stems from the multitude of experiences I've had in this city. Third main road, where I've lived for a significa...