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a letter I didn't send

I wrote it in October, somewhere between the first draft and sending, decided not to. You were going through the thing you were go…

#letter#friendship#essay

— AnonymousAug 25, 2026

coffee at 3am and what it means

This is a bad habit I have apparently kept since I was twenty-two: some nights, for no clear reason, I make coffee at three in the…

#night#essay#personal

— Ira ChaudharyAug 19, 2026

tuesday, nothing special

Nothing happened today. The meeting was fine. The lunch was the same daal from yesterday, which was still good. Priya sent a meme.…

#personal#essay

— Ira ChaudharyAug 13, 2026

moving again

The boxes are from the last move. I have moved often enough that I've kept them. The packing is the part I'm good at now, which is…

#moving#essay#personal

— Ira ChaudharyAug 9, 2026

the cook who gave notice

Ramesh gave notice on a Tuesday with seventeen days left on the month, which he apologized for at length. The notice period, he ex…

#essay#delhi#personal

— Ira ChaudharyAug 5, 2026

the interview

I had an interview at 11am in Gurgaon, which meant leaving at 9 to account for the metro and the walk and the fact that something…

#work#essay#delhi

— Ira ChaudharyJul 28, 2026

how to be alone in a city that doesn't believe in privacy

My building has twelve flats on four floors. Of these, the occupants of seven are known to me well enough to exchange more than a…

#loneliness#delhi#essay

— Ira ChaudharyJul 24, 2026

on losing things slowly

Not all at once. That would be easier, maybe — one clear moment, one clear loss. But the slow kind: the friendship that gets quiet…

#essay#loss#personal

— AnonymousJul 16, 2026

a very small grief

The plant died while I was in Jaipur for four days. I had left it on the balcony thinking the rain would water it. The rain did no…

#personal#grief

— AnonymousJul 13, 2026

enough

I keep a list, which I don't tell people about because it sounds like a wellness thing and it isn't, exactly. It's just: things th…

#essay#personal#reflection

— Ira ChaudharyJul 11, 2026

the last day of any lease

By the end of the last day the flat looks like a concept rather than a place. The marks on the wall where you hung the picture, th…

#delhi#moving#essay

— Ira ChaudharyJul 3, 2026

three roommates

Rhea moved in first. She was recommended by a friend of a friend and her main quality, according to that recommendation, was that…

#essay#roommates#delhi

— Ira ChaudharyJul 3, 2026

my mother calls at 7pm

Every day. 7pm is when she finishes cooking and sits down, or sometimes while she's still standing at the stove, and she calls me…

#family#mother#essay

— Ira ChaudharyJul 1, 2026

on always being the person who remembers birthdays

This is a thing about me that people find charming until they realize it's a compulsion and not a virtue. I remember Neha's birthd…

#memory#essay#personal

— Ira ChaudharyJun 28, 2026

the street dog I named Govinda

You're not supposed to name them. Naming them is the first mistake. It's the difference between a street dog and your dog, and one…

#delhi#dogs#essay

— Ira ChaudharyJun 23, 2026

on the efficiency of grief

The thing about grief is it doesn't wait for a convenient time. It comes at Rajiv Chowk at 8:45am when you see someone reading the…

#grief#essay#personal

— AnonymousJun 15, 2026

on being asked for the third time this year

Masi asked at the January wedding. She is seventy-two and deployed the question with surgical precision between the baraat arrivin…

#essay#family#personal

— Ira ChaudharyJun 13, 2026