Mumbai Skyline

14 years ago…

When I was a kid, I visited Mumbai for the first time. It was my first big city and I was mind blown by the tall buildings, the general hustle-bustle, and endless possibilities. My elder brothers had started working and were staying in small flats in South Mumbai. My family found the place small and old, the city dirty and shabby and the traffic deplorable. They clearly did not like Mumbai. To a girl in Class 9, the city and lifestyle excited me. My brothers had an independent lifestyle where they would go out at 11 PM…


Source — Amnesty International

A close family friend asked my parents why am I still working after marriage!

Let me give you a little context. Our prosperous and liberated Rajasthani community truly believe that women should not be burdened with work as it takes away their right to stay at home, tend to their families and children and overall obey their husbands in all matters. If a woman is working, it surely means that the husband is not earning enough to support his family and the society should definitely look down upon them. How very progressive!

My parents, unlike the typical Rajasthani community, are…


I have grown up watching fairy tales such as Cinderella, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, Rapunzel. There was a common theme in all these movies. A self-sacrificing girl who upholds all virtues in the world and is the epitome of a young woman. Her entire life is bland, and she keeps awaiting a knight in shining armour. Then, you have evil forces (older women, stepmothers, witches) who are hell-bent on destroying the young woman or the more ambitious ones who want to destroy the kingdom. He will then kill or imprison the evil force, free the young woman and take her…


Banana, Chocolate, Red!

Yes, you, my reader are on the right page. I have not gone extra mad, not more than my usual.

So, did you visualize it? Most people do. Weirdly, when I read chocolate, I think of the heavily advertised Dairy Milk brand that I have been seeing as a kid. That’s not even my favourite chocolate. Apparently, my brain is spewing stuff and is not in my control? I really need to have a talking to with my erratic brain.

Now, think of an Indian Woman.

Did you think of a mother wrapped in a Sari with…


How to uncurb your creativity again?

Free and Open Source Social Network Image

We have a massive content explosion. All the stories, feeds, suggestions and recommendations are based on the popularity index — views and likes — and our own previous history. Our entire worldview is limited and self-reinforcing by these algorithms. And I pander to these algorithms as I try to write content and headings that can get me the most views and likes.

I sat for a couple of days to write an article on Medium and I failed miserably. Sometimes it is difficult to write content that will be picked up by an algorithm or can be fitted into tags…


Dear Diary. Dated — 15 May 2024.

Highlights of my last week conversation with friends and colleagues…

“Can you believe that my manager has asked me to come to the office this entire week? No heads up at all. How shall I ever manage?”

“I have nothing to wear — none of my dresses matches this mask.”


In my entire adult life, I have faced judgement from extended family members. This is primarily since I have chosen to walk a path that’s unheard of in my family. An independent female who chooses her career over her family. So modern!Tch! Tch!

A male boss once told me that I would not like to take up a project because it means a lot of travel and I just got married. I have not yet understood the correlation between marriage and work portfolio. Yet, this is a normal scenario in so many offices. …


My flight took off when the sun rose in the sky. We flew straight into the Arabian sea and then the pilot did a backflip to enter the mainland, leaving a gorgeous view of the Mumbai skyline. I could see the trans-harbour link, the tall office buildings in Lower Parel and the necklace view of the Marine Drive. My heart thumped painfully for a few seconds as I said goodbye to my beloved city. I am going to miss this city of dreams and I made a silent promise that I will be back to stay there permanently. …


2020 is a failure year of epic proportions. It's like an exam for which you prepare for years but end up sleeping on the actual day. I feel that’s an understatement. More like getting hit by a bus and getting amnesia for the next few years!! But there are plenty of roasts on 2020. But, 2020 is not all bad. There are a few lurking memories this year that I would look back from the future with warm fuzzy feelings and gratitude.

For the past few months, I have attended those trivial morning meetings in bed where I would join…


I am at the peak of my happiness when I am travelling to a different country to experience the food (mostly), people, culture and new scenery. So, this Covid season when you are barred to even breathe freely, travelling for pleasure, eating out at a trendy cafe or strolling down lanes for a walk is a distant dream. I sobbed my eyes out for a week when our family trip was cancelled, add another couple of weeks for a half baked plan to London with my sister. Do not believe me? Read my gushings of a vacation that never happened.

Shiksha Surana

Diverse interest in business, technology, travel, history & fiction that gushes out in form of blogs

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