Living under a rock isn’t about missing out. it’s about consciously declining the invite to the chaos. It’s sipping your chai while the world screams about things you’ve never heard of (and honestly hope you never do). It’s the refined skill of not knowing who got canceled this

The weekend did nothing. Again.

The drink equivalent of ‘haha no worries!!’(There were, in fact, worries.) Clients coming in for sessions, you know the drill.

Today’s an excellent day if you’re coming to Kaha. Adarsh’s grandad sent us snacks from Koyilandy and mangoes from his farm. Good times. 🤌 💯

Just remembered why I had notifications off.

Reigning world champion.

Every now and then, we put something together that feels a little extra special. Like our Mother’s Day workshop, happening this Sunday. Tbh it’s more than just a workshop, it’s a Kaha therapist-led, hands-on experience where you and your mom will build your own terrarium, while

We’re hiring full time illustrators for our offices in Bangalore & Delhi. Looking for people who can bring feeling, nuance, and a quiet kind of power to their work. We have good coffee, the best snacks and most importantly the kind of people you’ll want to sit next to everyday.

Stoicism is for amateurs.

Motion equals Monday. I refuse.

Nothing urgent. Nothing important. Nothing.

Everything counts, even this.

Divya’s mom sent us mutton biryani and pepper chicken. She’s our new CEO.

It’s not just a meal, it’s memory.

Lately I’ve been realising how much I pick up without meaning to. Other people’s moods. Their expectations. The unspoken pressure to hold it all together. It’s subtle. this slow weight. And I’ve started asking, more often now: Is this mine? Not everything that feels heavy belongs

Folks coming in for sessions, you know the drill.

What’s happening? I’ll tell you what’s happening. Gayatri’s brought back bhakarwadi from Pune and is rationing it out like it’s her tiffin from class 6.

therapy can wait