Born in between the years 1996 and 2012, Generation Z, also known as the centennials have begun to acquire a clear stance over their financial independence. Taking on the dusty might of this tough financial world, they have managed to build a significant sum of wealth for themselves, leaving the rest of us in a perceptive wake. Thus, when it comes to monetary affairs, dismissing them as uninformed youngsters simply do not stand viable. The post-millennial, as we would often call them, do not re

For the 109-minutes of innings played by the BJP government put forward by Piyush Goyal, a last stunt before the country subsides into the phase of the election ruckus, the Financial Budget of 2019 feels like a long drawn weapon brought out by our Prime Minister-led party, powerful enough to keep the citizens clinging onto oscillating hopes. The entire nation sat glued to their TV screens in anticipation of this dramatic spectacle, which is too real to be ignored. After all, it is their financia

To face the reality, life isn’t a rom-com. Life is hard and relationships are much harder. We always desire for a fairytale romance, but as we grow up and come across some serious relationships, we stumble into several potholes and the number seems like infinity. If I can give you the closest example, every relationship is like a blooming flower, where even after growing fully it remains fragile and delicate. However this doesn’t mean you give up on the person you love. Because nothing in life t

Check yourself before you wreck yourself. Yes, this is what smart people do. Like all contemporary buzzwords and concepts, the word ‘privilege’ fills a purpose. Although it is not a recent coinage, it usually stands for the framework of understanding an individual or the society in general. On the contrary, today it has become a privilege call-out in the sense ‘hey, check your privilege’ or ‘Well, I can see your privilege waving us a bold hello’. The recipient is most unlikely to accept that st

We are all a little broken. The universe on our skin is empty from all the silence on our tongue. As a child, we could never imagine that all the real monsters in the world would be humans. Humans, who do not save each other but pretend to get lost in callous translations and self-proclamation. We have shed our skin so many times, the graveyards must be filled with the people we used to be. Sometimes I wonder if we need air in our lungs when we cannot sing other people’s song! Sometimes I don’

As children, we could never imagine that the real monsters in this world were humans. Gauri Lankesh, a senior journalist and activist, was shot three times outside her house on the fatal evening of September 5, 2017, by an unidentified killer on a motorbike. However, her death spoke volumes. It has ruffled many feathers, the result of which was impacting and dynamic. Several intolerant voices found strength in the voices of the journalists being silenced. Shantanu Bhowmick, a 28-year-old full-t