Twelve Moments You Already Know

Twelve Moments You Already Know Last week, I watched a child at a wedding buffet, devouring every sweet treat and savory snack in sight. It was a stark contr...

The Screen Is Someone Else’s Timetable

I've been observing something unsettling in both my clinic and my investment meetings. It’s not the patients or the founders themselves, but rather a silent ...

Food, Sleep, and the Obvious Thing

--- I've spent a fair bit of my career observing how parents interact with their children, both in the clinic and in my personal life. As a father and a doct...

Respect, Not the Cram

I recently found myself sitting across from a young patient, not in my IVF clinic, but in a different setting altogether, a friend's home in Pune. Rohan, a Cl...

Agency Is Not Indulgence

I've been thinking a lot about agency lately, particularly in the context of Indian households and the upbringing of children. This reflection came to me whi...

Free Time Is the Curriculum

I was sitting in my clinic the other day, reviewing patient files, when a thought struck me, one that has been brewing for quite some time. As I watch child...

Grandparents: Keep the Love, Keep the Judgment

I've been thinking about the role of grandparents in the contemporary Indian family, a topic that seems to oscillate between reverence and irrelevance depend...

When the Teacher Is Wrong About Your Child

I've always believed that a good teacher can see what a parent might miss. Teaching, when done well, is a powerful force that shapes young minds and prepares...

Hands On, Not Handed Over

When I think about parenting today, I am reminded of a compound in Vasai where I witnessed a peculiar transformation. In one building, children would be ferr...

Watch, Try, Adjust

I've been thinking about the delicate balance between observation and action, a principle that rings true in both my medical practice and my investment ventu...