A Journal from The Valley School: Reflecting on School LeadershipBy Mahima BhattacharyaDec 7, 2022Dec 7, 2022
“Why so serious?”We are two siblings — both girls — me being the younger one. Our childhood and adolescence has been staged around our mother, who was the…Dec 1, 2018Dec 1, 2018
You are okay!I woke up to find my friend at my bedside with a cup of hot tea. She is more like an elder sister. I told her that I had knocked on her…Nov 1, 2018Nov 1, 2018
Colors of dewIt was just 3 minutes for the bus to leave the depot. My eyes were impatiently scanning through the crowd. An array of negative thoughts…Sep 21, 2018Sep 21, 2018
The Science of LifeThe first time we met, I saw him enter the class in a neatly pressed khadi kurta and a spotless white dhoti, wearing a broad smile — the…Sep 5, 2018Sep 5, 2018
“The more I rise, the more I fall”The other day, I was watching one of the popular films by Satyajit Ray. The uncomfortable honesty of its discourse struck me. One…May 25, 20171May 25, 20171
My dusky ladySharmila was born to a middle-class Bengali Brahmin couple. Both her parents were well-educated and relatively progressive. Her family…Apr 19, 2017Apr 19, 2017
“Only families allowed.”I got married at the midnight of August 14. I truly regained freedom at midnight. Whoever told you that marriage takes away freedom from…Apr 13, 2017Apr 13, 2017
