Not all heroes wear capes

I sit at my desk at 1 am in the morning trying probably for the hundred and first time to write something after a long hiatus. The last 100 attempts did not get me beyond “the” but today is going to be different because inspiration came to me as clear as day. It will be…

Disclaimer: Don’t take my advice.

If I had to summarise quarantine till now, it would be me trying out a bunch of new things only to find out I’m not good at anything. Yesterday, in a feeble attempt to educate myself in some things financial/economic, I set out to find a podcast about money. This might be my last few…

Call of Duty

I started my Psychiatry rotation yesterday and I’m here today, with lots of inspiration. That’s almost always a good thing, isn’t it? A posting that is so heart warming that it has inspired yet another blog post. My day at work began at 8AM this morning with me going to the ward and updating the…

Faith it till you make it

College is where you find out who you really are they say, the time when you experiment, when you discover new things about others, about yourself. I wish I wasn’t a stereotype, but alas. There are so many things I’ve learnt about myself but there is one thing I’d like to address in this post….

Immortal remains

I am coming back home after attending my cousin’s funeral, a young and healthy boy of 21. It was a sombre occasion like you wouldn’t imagine. My aunt was a wreck and no words came to me that could offer her any comfort. There’s nothing to say, is there? I cried with her and came…

Words and Deeds

It’s Friday evening. I step into the dimly lit lobby and I am wafted by the smell of shampoo, conditioner and other hair care products. Three pairs of eyes look at me. “Yes?” asks the seemingly senior looking lady among the three. “I need to wax my legs”, I answer meekly. Wait, before you decide…

More to it than it seems

Before I begin this post I must tell you this, (not really) Watson and I are suckers for Random Acts of Kindness. We adore stories of people who do good deeds without expecting anything in return and are the reason for someone’s smile.  So even though today’s post has fresh content, it still revolves around…

Friday the 13th (the day after)

This is not a story of Friday the 13th. This, ladies and gentlemen, is the story of Saturday the 14th. The 14th of October that I was scheduled to go home for the long Diwali weekend and also my old man’s big 50. Needless to say I was buzzing with baseline excitement all day. But…

Bruised hospital walls.

The once painted walls of the hospital are now enveloped in grimy stains and white flakes. Numerous charcoal scratches from the multitude of stretchers that have grazed them. These black stains you associate with fear and sickness. The stagnant air around you toxic like the ashen fumes of a truck. So you sit holding your…

Kill them with kindness.

As rituals go, as soon as it was 10 o’clock, my phone showed “home calling”. And almost every day it’s the same old spiel, “How was college?” “Did you see anything interesting?” “Eat properly. Drink water. You’re a growing kid, you don’t need to diet.” Needless to say the latter is most often than not…