thekaushikyouknow·Nov 2We Turned Exhaustion Into a Work-EthicWork-Life Balance: Even the Joke Works Overtime
thekaushikyouknow·Oct 28Nobody Asks Me for Directions AnymorePower cuts, Annachi Kadai’s Account books, and everything we quietly gave away when machines started thinking for usA response icon1A response icon1
thekaushikyouknow·Sep 24Kyōshū (郷愁)On a house in Hosur, a mango tree, and the sorrow for a home that keeps leaving.
thekaushikyouknow·Aug 10Tadaima: Notes on a Homesickness I Have No Claim OnTwo weeks in Nagoya, and the slow discovery that I’d been homesick my whole life for a place I had never lived. No. I am serious.
thekaushikyouknow·Jul 22The Rotten Banana Nobody RemovedDisclaimer. This is a work of fiction. The village, its basket, its keeper, and every character, place, trial, and event described here are…
thekaushikyouknow·Jan 29The Charm of Hand Written MailI grew up in the 1990s. Millennials is the term?
thekaushikyouknow·Jan 28Aren’t We?In the shadow of a tree, I saw a leaf lie non-chalantly, Half caught under the fading sun, and the other beneath the trickling rain…
thekaushikyouknow·Jan 20I searchI search, In dark skies, In shadows and more, Through old mails, memos, notes, On taxis, trains, buses, trains, roads, walks, By travel, by…
thekaushikyouknow·Jan 20Hello World.Sometimes I wonder, if I have buried if not forgotten, the writer in me. I am here to write stories/thoughts/anecdotes/incidents which…
