Bits and pieces of my life experiences.. raw, unfiltered and sometimes embarassing that are etched in my memory forever.
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The house
My dad had bought a plot of land in Bhubaneswar when we were kids, but he never had the chance to build a house on it. When he was about to retire, he decided to build on that plot. After spending most of his adult life working and raising two kids, he hardly had any
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the watch
I didn’t have a wristwatch in college, and I never missed it — except during exams, when every minute counted. Our exam seating was fixed according to our roll numbers, so I always sat behind the same classmate. One day, I noticed he was wearing a watch. I asked if he could take it off
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Middle Class Trauma
I, along with most of my friends who grew up in lower-middle-class families in India, carry a trauma—whether we acknowledge it or not. We grew up with limited resources for everything. There was never enough money for anything. Our parents always felt financially insecure and they passed down their financial insecurities to us on aluminum