An Elementary Choice

I think I was in seventh grade when I first picked up a copy of “The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes”, on a hot afternoon at a roadside bookstall in Mumbai. It was a second-hand purchase; the book was purple-tinted and dog-eared, rough and sturdy to touch. Little did I know that I had just picked…

Of the Woes of a Fangirl Who Takes Her TV Shows Way Too Seriously

‘sup, bitches.  Hello. I love you a lot and I’m glad to see you right now as you screw up your face trying to get through another blogpost. ❤ For the whole of this week, I’ve just felt like there has been so. Much. Serious. Talk on this blog for the past few weeks. Wars…