Dec 17, 2020Portfolio Construction For Middle-Aged Folks Attempting To Plan For RetirementWell, the title says it all — Recently put together a set of tips for my parents and figured they may be useful for the world. If it’s helpful happy to keep writing more! Good luck to all. Here are the steps I would take as you sit down to…Investment3 min readInvestment3 min read
Jun 5, 2020The Inherent Violence Of Nonviolence.Change never just happens, it is crafted, shaped, directed, and engaged. — Interesting times call for interesting thoughts. Interesting perspectives, interesting walks. One of these “interesting thoughts“ surrounds the politics of nonviolence. As the events of the last few days and weeks have unfolded, the world seems to be bifurcated (yet again). There are those who decry the violence shaking our communities…BlackLivesMatter8 min readBlackLivesMatter8 min read
Jan 3, 2020Failure Pt. IIIOriginally written April 2019, Published Jan. 2020 because I’m a dumbfuck It’s 2 years since the first failure post. Linking it here for myself: https://medium.com/@abhinayar/failure-311f9a646536 And 1 year since Pt. II: https://medium.com/@abhinayar/failure-pt-ii-6ea4056aa757 It’s another year in the books. And it’s funny — I’m kind of in the exact same situation…Life Lessons14 min readLife Lessons14 min read
Jan 3, 2020The Stories We Tell / 007She watched enthralled as they fell. The first few wisps of winter air nipped at her exposed ankles as she scrunched her scarf tighter around her neck. She was in her favorite place. The lights, the sounds, the smells — even the freezing weather. …Short Story2 min readShort Story2 min read
Sep 10, 2019The Stories We Tell / 006A sense of aggression burns deep. You’re unsure where from or directed at whom. A sense of entrapment, wanting to break the boundaries, the confines. Then a realization that there are no confines but the ones you placed around yourself. You want to fight something but there’s nothing there to…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Sep 9, 2019The Stories We Tell / 005He stumbled around the corner, righting himself by the handle of his suitcase. His body was tired. His mind was worse. As he walked forward he felt his vision blur around the edges. This was nothing new, and was a surefire sign of cancer according to WebMD. …Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Sep 9, 2019The Stories We Tell / 004The stillness was what shook her the most. Not the screams — they came later. Not the pain — that was a constant. No. What really surprised her was the moment of absolute purity, that punctuated time between the very last blast and the first cries for help. It was…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Sep 9, 2019The Stories We Tell / 003He sipped his coffee- bitter & black. Headphones blasting rock he leaned back and stretched, taking a moment for himself. He watched the people around him. The baristas doing their best to keep up with the flood of customers. Pump, pump, push, press, pour, fill, cap, repeat. The mother bouncing…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Sep 9, 2019The Stories We Tell / 002It was 4AM. There’s a saying that 4AM isn’t a time for lovers. 4AM is a time for broken artists to throw down their broken bottles and try again. It’s the time for the night owls to crack their knuckles and call it a day. …Short Story2 min readShort Story2 min read
Sep 1, 2019The Stories We Tell / 001He leaned back against the table, absentmindedly twirling his pen, blank notebook page in front of him. He had painstakingly scheduled time on his calendar to “reflect”. Whatever that meant. Introspection, reflection, and their many synonyms all seemed like words people would not stop hurling around. …The Stories We Tell2 min readThe Stories We Tell2 min read
