Articles by Pooja Thakkar

Someone once said roses are admired, gifted, protected, and carefully planted. And then there are dandelions. They grow where they are not expected. Sometimes where they are not even wanted….

Mother’s Day often arrives wrapped in flowers, brunch reservations, and handwritten cards. We celebrate loudly for a day – and then life quietly returns to its rhythm. But this year,…

May arrives like a deep breath after a long season of waiting. It is the end of the school year and the beginning of summer dreams. Calendars fill with exams,…

In every culture, community begins with gathering. Around food, around conversation, around shared presence. But sometimes, without realizing it, we build our lives like waiting rooms – places where we…

There is an art to inclusion – and most of us don’t truly understand it until we have felt exclusion. Being left out rarely announces itself loudly. It doesn’t always…

This week, I stood beneath a rocket powerful enough to shake the ground beneath my feet – and later sat beside a stranger on an airplane who reminded me how…

Easter arrives each year like a soft breath of spring, bringing longer days, blooming flowers, and a quiet invitation to begin again. Across the world, people celebrate Easter not only…

Every spring, we step outside with baskets in hand, chasing pastel-colored Easter eggs scattered across green lawns. Children run with laughter, adults carry cameras, and somewhere between the sunshine and…