There’s a certain heaviness that comes with the words “liver cancer.” Even before the details sink in, people feel it—in their chest, in the quiet pauses between conversations, in the way everyday rou...
If you’ve spent enough time on Indian highways, you know they have personalities. Some stretches feel rushed and impatient, others oddly peaceful despite the traffic. What ties them all together, thou...
There’s a particular moment on Indian highways that almost everyone remembers—the long line at a toll plaza, engines idling, horns blaring, someone arguing about change. For years, that was just “how...
If you drive on Indian highways long enough, you stop thinking of them as routes and start thinking of them as routines. The same petrol pump before the flyover. The same tea stall with the chipped cu...