Saving Stories With Purva Grover

Everything has a sound, even silence; even the pandemic. What then were the initial sounds of the pandemic?

The birthdays of the pandemic will be remembered for a long time. When standing around the table gave way to appearing in squares on a Zoom birthday call.

Aaj kal akhbaar kaun padta hai, aisa sab bolte hai; but newspapers are here to stay

My bum leeks and I am going to talk about it. This is going to be uncomfortable, not for me but for you. For, I am going to talk about periods, crack lame PMS jokes, et al.

I grew up listening to the whistle of the pressure cooker, and would instantly feel happy if I knew it was rajma (kidney beans) cooking in ours or neighbour's home.

A few friendships can’t be defined by age, geography or proximity. Can you guess which author’s word have I quoted right at the end of this tale?

The party may be clichéd, the four-letter word is now commonplace, but the story needs to be re-told for more reasons than one.

Friendships are unique, especially the ones that can't be defined by name, age or the pandemic.

Match-making in 2022; the regressive, traditional way of getting married. Over chai, samosa, and chutney, let’s talk of the unsaid.

When you miss home, just after returning from the warm space. Yes, it’s possible. Kyunki ghar se badi koi feeling hoti hi nahi.