Are you familiar with The Corner of Time? No, not the one that you might come across in a VSauce video. It is a corner in your room. My...

“8752?” I hear someone scream at the top of their lungs. I have come to this place hundreds of times. Dozens of delivery partners jostle...

June 2005. Age 6. Lucknow. One fine morning during the 104 days of summer vacation (actually we only got 60, screw you Phineas & Ferb) I...

There is this feeling. A feeling from years long gone. But a feeling nonetheless. I can’t call the feeling strong. At least not in the...

A Frame of Reference I write this on a Saturday morning. A damp, overcast Saturday morning has risen over the ever-moving city that is...

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