Help Me! My Father is a Bhakt

Help Me! My Father is a Bhakt

I don’t recall my father ever displaying any obvious political preferences, but the turning point came during the 2014 Modi wave. Our mini flare-ups soon escalated into full-blown brawls, and conversations began to end the way they do on the internet, with me being labelled a naive Congi.
And Then the Smog Struck

And Then the Smog Struck

In Delhi, we’ve never actually done anything. At best, we’ve pointed out the flaws and the issues plaguing us; at worst, we’ve exploited them. We were smug. Until the smog struck.