Welcome to India, IKEA. Let me also warn you that India is going to be no cakewalk. Selling DIY furniture in a land when memsahib calls carpenter ji to fix a screw is as tough as convincing us to stand in queue or follow traffic rules.
When we tell little girls that they mature faster than their male counterparts, we’re indirectly teaching them that the onus of being the “bigger person” will always be on them. This is how we create a society where women are forced to look after the men in their lives in a way that will never be reciprocated.
Vicarious dating operates on many levels, from swiping through a friend’s Tinder to replying to texts on their behalf. It’s the act of flexing long unused seduction muscles to find a mate not for yourself, but somebody else.
As we grow up, parents, whether intentionally or not, reveal to us a side of theirs that we’ve never seen before. But a large part of growing up comes with the understanding that they do so for our benefit.
The layoffs at Buzzfeed and HuffPost – both established leaders in digital publishing – imply that the field is not in the health most people thought it enjoyed. What options are left for news companies looking to survive? Digital journalism might have been hit hard, but it is not dead – yet.
Who’d have thought that KRK of the nonsensical reviews fame would actually make sense in a time of political crisis? And Kartik Aaryan would get a thumbs-up from India’s liberals?
I lost my grandfather during Covid-19, and his funeral, attended by just a few close relatives, really brought home the meaning of the phrase, “grief is communal”. It is only in the absence of community that I feel the need for more people to validate my own sadness, to stand testament to the life my grandfather led.
I was adamant not to visit a therapist and then I stumbled upon a “mental health chatbot”. We are a generation that depends on apps for food, shelter, cabs, and sex. So why not therapy?