After a long silence, I return to writing—not with answers, but with a story. A story of motherhood, misrecognition, and the quiet labour of holding everything together. A story that moves from Women’s Studies to Centre for Undergraduate Studies, from invisibility to a second chance. Because sometimes, writing is the only way to make sense of what we have lived. Return: Notes from a Long Silence It has been quite some time since I last posted on my blog. The immediate reason for this silence was the examination season of the FYUG Programme at the University. As the Academic Coordinator, this marks my second experience of FYUGP End Semester examinations since I stepped into the Centre for Undergraduate Studies in October. I have come to see each such phase as a moment of self-reflection—an opportunity to learn, both personally and professionally. Now, as the examinations draw to a close, this piece marks my return to the world of writing. What follows is largely a series of personal ref...
This space is dedicated to my father, who taught me to be bold, to stand up to power, and to remain faithful to one’s convictions—even when standing alone. What began in 2024 is a digital relic I carry forward: a space where my voice exists unedited. When thoughts feel too much for the world, this blog becomes a home for them. This is me—unfiltered, unfinished, and becoming Architect of Ideas, Sculptor of Minds and Storyteller of the Everyday.