Schedule a time to cry

My head’s heavy and my heart is racing. I haven’t slept in 3 nights, and I spend my days pacing. A friend asked me, how could I be sad? I am Deepika, who almost never has anything bad. I laugh, and smile and plan and execute. My struggles could only be a few. I work…

A conversation with my anxiety

Oh no! There it is! Slowly creeping in, how did I miss? I thought I was done with you, They were happy days, but so few. You are whispering in my ears, “You still aren’t good, haven’t been in years.” I brush it away; this is just a short phase. Maybe it is, it is…

Schoolyard Rules

Relationships are complicated. No matter which one you are thinking of, it’s not a straight road. Remember the primary and middle school’s unspoken rule? If your friend fought with someone you are supposed to cut your ties with them too. I remember struggling with it even when I was a kid. I wondered why was…

Dirty Laundry

We are happy to share our latest holiday pictures, our accomplishments, promotions, new ventures, kids and even our political and religious beliefs on social media. But damn you if you share your problems! A while ago, sitting across the dinner table after a few drinks, a bunch of us started talking about some serious and…

The Indian Matchmaking

*** Spoiler alert for the Netflix show “Indian Matchmaking” *** Being an Indian, born and brought up in India, I had to talk about the cringe-fest called Indian matchmaking on Netflix. This is not the type of show I ever watch and so I kept ignoring the pop ups on the streaming channel till the…

A peg of anxiety

Anxiety is like your brain synapses are firing a million signals at the same time, asking you to finish the job you have been procrastinating, analyzing what you said and did, revisiting painful memories, wondering where you are going in the future, thinking of some new projects or ideas, wondering what to make for lunch…

The Way Forward

I remember spending my days curled up on the couch, sobbing. Through my teary eyes, I would watch my 3 year old son jump around and play. He would try to talk to me in his adorable language and I wouldn’t hear a thing. I wanted to. I wanted to get up. Hug him, play…

Types of friends

I started writing this more than an year ago. Remember a friendship of mine was ruined and I cried and cried and cried? Through tears and through posts. Booohooo! If I get 1 buck for each time I wrote about that dead friendship, I will probably not even make 10. Well, well. I am not…

Wellness during lockdown

The whole world is struggling with the Covid-19 pandemic. While each citizen can debate differently on the efficacy of the measures being taken, what was the beginning and what will be the end, the common factor globally is the impact on individual and collective wellness during a difficult time like this. The economical impact, the…

Does Size Matter?

Disclaimer: Expletive language used. Honestly, I don’t know how to begin this. This is a topic I have revisited multiple times. Last few weeks, it came up again with a lot of friends. This time, let’s start with a story. It’s dinner time, and a family is waiting for their guests to arrive. They come…