There was a me I don’t recognise. A name I answered to, a shape I filled, but not a self I ever knew. She moved how she was taught to move— graceful, agreeable, smiling on time. But her eyes… her eyes were always searching. She’s been with me through the in-betweens. She’s steady, reliable, quiet when it counts. She keeps things smooth, keeps things safe. But safe, I’m learning, is not the same as whole. And then— there’s this other me. A stranger, at first. Unapologetic, barefoot in the middle of the storm. She doesn’t shrink. She doesn’t explain. She just 'is'. I didn’t expect her. Didn’t know I was waiting. But when she spoke, something inside me stood still. She feels unfamiliar— and yet, more 'me' than I’ve ever been. And maybe that’s what becoming is: Not finding someone new, but remembering who I was before the world told me who to be. 01.07.2025
MP20CD7228 – Grey Hyundai i10 Our first car. The one Papa learnt to drive in. The one Mummy tried her hands at. The one in which I and my little brother, who isn’t so little anymore, learnt to drive. Our little elephant. I still remember the day it came home, the joy and excitement that filled the air. When it was new, we’d double-check the locks every time, just to be sure. We remember how carefully we’d drive through traffic, eyes alert from every side, not a single dent tolerated. It witnessed endless family debates over whether the AC should be on or off. Its music system evolved with us, from CDs to aux cables to Bluetooth, syncing with our changing moods, our changing lives. Its windows demanded a bit of arm exercise, rolling up and down by hand, but it never bothered us. Most Sundays, we’d join the cleaning ritual, washing and wiping until it gleamed like new. And then one fine day, came the first dent, a small one, and with it, the acceptance that our ...
On January 16, 2025, the Anant Anadi Vadnagar, an Archaeological Experiential Museum in Vadnagar, Gujarat was inaugurated by the Honourable Home Minister, Shri Amit Shah. A project incredibly close to my heart, as I have been part of it since the beginning. Over the last three years, I’ve witnessed every piece of this vision come together. Countless days and nights went into this project—whether working in the office, on-site, in an airplane, a cab, meeting rooms, or even on the streets of Vadnagar. In the final months of the project execution, I was stationed at site. Being there as the thought turned into a physical reality was a transformative experience. It was a world beyond sketches, screens, and simulated renders. Here, visualizations came alive, materials spoke their language, and the spaces evoked emotions I couldn’t have imagined while seated at my office desk. The on-site challenges were a true test, but they brought a rush of adrenaline—a feeling that words can hardly d...
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