Stories from expat life and cultural experiences
Nishanth S Coontoor Its 11.30 am on a warm, sunny Thursday morning. The ceiling fan above my bench continues its attempt to cool my otherwise stressed head. I’ve been sitting in the same spot for the...
Nishanth S Coontoor Tuesday, December 12, 2000. 9.45 am. Maths Period. Imagine set against a backdrop of a Fish Market. “Roll Number 24?” “Present Miss!” Random Background Talks: Kannada Homework,...
By Nishanth S Coontoor “How are you?” “I’m doing good. Thank you for asking.” That was, by the way, small talk. Nailed it. Like.a.Pro. But learning the art of small talk was tough and a skill I...
By Nishanth S Coontoor Its 5 pm on a Friday evening and my face-off with excel is interrupted by a text. “Party at 8 pm at the Howling. Hope you can make it!” Oh no, not an other party. We went out...
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