Being understood and accepted is a fundamental element of the human condition and one of the most meaningful ways to feel this is by being listened to. While it might sound simple, properly listening...
A friend in need is a mutual fund indeed.
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And ecstasy is a plump masseuse straddling your back.
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You call, text, or even wake people up in the middle of the night just to fight...
Can we let ourselves admit that they're just as important as our romantic partners?
I was meeting some friends whom I had not seen in ages. Thanks to Facebook, we had re-connected after a gap of almost five years. Most of us had last seen each other as single (or attached) girls grad...
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My best friend texted me in the evening to say she had a surprise for me. But instead we talked about the ingredients I should use to make vegetarian French toasts. For the next five minutes, our What...
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The only thing that gets us out of bed and into the office on a Monday morning is our work BFF. The friend who gives us all the juicy gossip, sends the funniest email chains and microwaves their meals...
Taking their "development partnership" to the next level, Indian Prime Minister Narendra Modi and Afghanistan President Ashraf Ghani inaugurated the Salma Dam during an impressive ceremony in western Herat province on 4 June. Though the dam has been the target of many terrorist attacks over the years, the people of Afghanistan have been have been overwhelmingly supportive of the project.
He rarely left his room, drinking throughout the night. Yet he would be cold sober and sharp during the day, reading relentlessly and listening to Led Zeppelin on his gramophone. He would smile and say that he would leave his books to me. I cherish the beautiful ramblings of his poetry and prose he scribbled on loose sheets of paper, now yellowed and frayed, but the fountain pen ink, surprisingly, still not faded. As if his blood still flows brightly and restlessly in the words.
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He was the son of the police barrack's dhobi , a couple of years older than me and my best buddy. Why? Because he treated me at par with the guys and called me "choto babu" (i.e. "Little Master", if literally translated from Oriya) and not "choto didi", as girls are normally addressed, mind you!
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When I met her, I was the clingy girl who needed to please and stay in the shadow. I did not have the self-esteem or courage that I have today. In the garb of a friend, she was my teacher and I mostly played the obedient pupil.
We no longer give the art of conversation the respect it is due. Omnipresent and all-pervasive, mobile phones have hijacked our lives. And this is not just when we are awake. The blinking red light at night is creating sleep and mood disorders for many.
The quintessential temporariness of travelling breaks my heart. But every time hope is restored by the promise of the new. So, I travel.