This essay was published on Outlook.com Of the many apologies I owe for my years of being an idiot online, the first is owed to my childhood classmates. Somewhere on some Silicon Valley server, beyond my own reach, are early-2000s MSN Messenger chats in which I have, with proper title-casing and punctuation, accused them...
This article originally appeared on FirstPost.com On January 5th, the night that JNU was attacked, I was at my parents’ home, visiting them for New Years’. My usual news-tracking method is to lie in bed with my phone pulled close to my face, refreshing Twitter. But my parents own something I don’t, something...
A shorter version of this essay was published in Vogue India Alia Bhatt knows she runs the risk of losing her mind. By her mid-twenties, when our minds fully develop rationality, she was a household name, the world filtered for her through a swarm of publicists and managers, her face on billboards, her...
