Category: Cultural Conversations
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Chai is going to be the next MatchaAn American TikToker posted a video of her walking in the snow, drinking chai from her flask with this caption. This white girl was drinking chai that was the correct shade of brown. I will give her credit where it’s due. I am proud of you. It really…
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They are selling my ancestral house. My great-grandmother sold all her dowry to buy land in the city so she could help her newlywed husband find his calling. Madhu was a city gal who refused to settle for mediocrity. She held on to one piece of jewellery: her huge diamond studs. She loved them dearly,…
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I have faint memories of lying in my childhood bed, in the middle of the night when everyone was asleep, and pappa’s snoring kept me up. Our ceiling fan was off-white and had silver beads in the middle, which made a weird pattern when the fan was on a slow speed. I remember looking and…
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from the archives Ever since I moved to Rotterdam, I have had one close Indian friend who studies with me and a couple who lived in my building. One of them was Gujarati, which was just the best feeling ever because I never had to translate a single thought when talking to him, but they…
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I study marketing. I am truly obsessed with consumer behaviour patterns. During my summer internship as a content writer, I witnessed how brands use cognitive dissonance, so I tried writing about it. This is me trying to make my blog more than my diary entries. Tell me what you think? Human beings are too complex.…
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I live with the most soft spoken and timid girl ever. I have never heard her voice go above a certain decibel, and she’s caring and nurturing. She makes me tea when I have a bad day, and she hugs me when I complain about the said day. She says please, and thank you. She cuts…
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Hello my dearest readers, I am so sorry for the radio silence. No I haven’t lost my love for oversharing, I was only recovering from an academic year of adulting. I was marinating in my mother’s hugs and relishing my father’s foot rubs. I was gaining some weight from all the delicious food and losing…
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Back home, touching your elders’ feet means seeking their blessings. You bow down, sometimes partially to only reach their knees out of laziness and sometimes completely to touch both their feet with both your palms, they place their right hand on your head and whisper the sweetest blessings.If it is your birthday, they wish you…
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I recently finished my honours programme at university. It was a 5-month long course for which 20 students were chosen. Starting from the selection process until our final symposium a few days ago, everything in honours was linked to storytelling. Stories were the central theme of the programme: Europe and its Stories for the first…
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How necessary was it for the Ram Mandir to have been built exactly on that spot? If Ram is everywhere then why did the Hindus need a temple precisely on that spot? I am a practising Sanatani living in the Netherlands. They have Hindu temples here that are open to masses on the weekends and…
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