Daydreams, written at night

I just watched a new movie on Netflix, a significant step away from my Brooklyn Nine-Nine reruns. It was a good movie too, with typical tier-2 Indian mindsets and a rewarding retort against it. There was time for the movie because the relentless rat-racing had taken another toll on my health, six months after the last one, and I had resigned to my bed having canceled four plans this weekend and declined two more. It’s nice to know I have so many people looking out for me tho

Breakfast has certainly become more important as I have grown older. My earliest memories of breakfast involve idli and chutney - true to the origins. As someone who struggles to stumble out of bed before 7AM, I don’t know how my mother woke up, made fresh idlis and chutney for us to eat and pack for lunch. One of my good friends from school used to bring stuffed idlis - the chutney, preferably a mint coconut one, would be inside the idli before steaming it. This invariably i

To 23-year old Aish, Hi, how are you? I see you have made your way to the cheapest food you could find at Orchard, at the underground Food Republic. It is simple Japanese fare, the teriyaki flavours a bit too strong for your taste. The first year at Ahmedabad, with access to delicious vegetarian food has spoilt you. Can you believe it still? You are studying in the top B-school in the country, a dream since 2014. And now here, on an internship with an investment bank in Sing