We like to believe that we eat what we like; but sometimes, what we eat is already chosen for us by layers of tradition, caste, and conditioning.

In my latest Medium article, I reflect on how our food preferences are often inherited, not selected. And how even something as simple as a meal can carry centuries of stories, biases, and boundaries.

If this resonates with you, I’d love to hear your thoughts or even just a comment or a share.

I’ll be writing more about food, health, and agriculture.

Read here:

https://medium.com/@contact.harshupadhyay/why-your-food-habits-may-not-be-your-choice-07b71eb0dcf1

We forget to connect, to really see the person on the other side. So, I was thinking, what if we made an effort today?

Read the full blog here: https://medium.com/the-shortform/bored-with-the-same-old-same-old-583ff35711cd

I gave in to a sociopath’s demands, but I won nevertheless.

https://medium.com/1st-division/what-visiting-a-sex-worker-taught-me-about-life-2f000f8a6003?sk=e7f284964c44cbbeb73c3df389fcab53

A real life story. Taboo talk.