surabhi raj

Beer after the work day, wine in the bathtub, bottles at the club, shooters before the party, seltzers at the picnic, cosmos for the girls, whiskey for the men, champagne flutes of apple cider for the kids, shot glasses of tequila for the young adults, the liquor cabinet at your parents house… Continue reading

After the emotional intensity of my last post, I bring you: Pictures of Toast Raj. Continue reading

I can’t talk about this as if it’s a universal experience. Not all teenage girls are like Devi and I and most of them don’t witness the death of their dad at such a young age. But, somehow Mindy Kaling, whose dad is very much alive, has accurately portrayed what it’s like–or at least what… Continue reading

While the future can be daunting when I think of it as a series of events that are in my control, making demands of me right now and forever, it’s comforting and freeing to think of it as a life I already know. One that is awaiting my presence just as a past life informs… Continue reading

Stereotypes can be rooted in a version of the truth– I’ve known Indian families that act like the ones you see in movies. The problem is that while these characteristics are real–they lack context and nuance. Continue reading

By the end of this record, if there’s anything Harvard taught Maggie Rogers–it’s something she already knew. That music, expression, and performance are a release but they are also a tool to create the spiritual and religious experience of togetherness. Continue reading

I disapprove of men. However, it had never occurred to me how much disapproval men hold for themselves–the kind that festers inside of them from their relationships with their parents to their first heartbreak and eventually turns into disapproval that awaits them in all of their relationships. Continue reading

Bollywood actors are not at all regular people; they are godlike, larger than life, and they make you wonder, “What if we had worshiped the theater kids in high school?” Continue reading