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Part 3: The Silly thing about love We were talking about stories last time; some old, some rusty and some new. Today I want to introduce you to the characters of my story. I am an atypical person in many ways and I am not necessarily proud of that. I live in a building of…

Part 2: The Cuckoo Outside my window: Rewriting narratives. Despite living on the 23rd floor, I would be woken up by the sound of cars honking on the road every morning. Like I mentioned, Mumbai didn’t sleep. But every morning after that night, Mumbai seemed to be in a state of fragmented slumber. And from…

I traveled across five Indian states in the peak of summer for five days: on a bus, during a pandemic outbreak, and the strictest nation-wide lock down in history. I carried with me a bag stuffed with clothes I didn’t know I would need and the baggage of an uncertain future. Part 1 During his…

In 2020, my father had a difficult time attending official meetings online. Ready in a clean shirt and a pair of ironed pants with nowhere to go, he would fumble with his laptop and look at me for help. Like the world around him, he tried to adapt to unprecedented changes in expected behaviour. His…

When social media became exceedingly popular at the beginning of the 21st century, social psychologists became interested in studying its implications. This curiosity was not surprising, considering the general scrutiny following technological advancements throughout history. For instance, telephones in late 1870s, televisions in the 1920s, personal computers in early 1970s, mobile phones at the end…

Going for therapy is petrifying. Going for therapy is nerve-wracking. Going for therapy is painful. Therapy is relieving, liberating, and empowering. A lot happened in the year that passed by, leaving some wounded and others dumbfounded. In 2021, I graduated with a Master’s in Counselling Psychology- marking my first year as a Counselling Psychologist. I…