Category: Wellness

I once tried to wedge a workout into my lunch break—spoiler alert, it ended with me still gasping for air while dialing into a conference call, praying the client couldn’t hear my…

Ever tried to wrestle a bear? That’s me vs. sleep hygiene. Every night, I embark on this epic battle. Picture this: I’ve got my chamomile tea in one hand, lavender oil in…

I once found myself trapped in a yawn-inducing “wellness summit” in a posh hotel ballroom, surrounded by the smell of essential oils and self-righteousness. The speaker, a self-proclaimed guru with a man…

I remember the first time I realized my knees sounded like a bowl of Rice Krispies. It was a grim reminder that Father Time doesn’t do refunds or exchanges. But hey, that’s…

I remember sitting in a humid, cramped café in New Delhi during my final year at LSE, watching people debate grand geopolitical shifts while I sat there, obsessively reading a journal on…

I was sitting in a dimly lit café in Kyoto last spring, staring at a digital health report that claimed to know my cellular destiny better than I knew my own reflection….

I once bought a yoga mat, thinking it was the magic carpet that would fly me to a land of zen and toned abs. Spoiler alert: it’s gathering dust in the corner,…

I remember sitting in a dimly lit café in New Delhi, listening to a local activist describe how industrial runoff was quietly altering the health of entire neighborhoods. It wasn’t just about…

I remember sitting on a dusty train winding through the outskirts of Delhi, my joints feeling less like fluid machinery and more like rusted hinges after weeks of relentless travel. I had…

I still remember the thin perfume of sandalwood wafting through the yoga studio in Rishikesh, where a glossy brochure promised “instant enlightenment” for a price that could fund a modest embassy posting….