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June 3, 2026
Chapter 1 : The Painting
“Are you fond of M. F. Hussain paintings?” – popped up on Kunal’s phone.  He was just taking a quick lunch break, in between his patients when the message appeared out of nowhere from Smita, his batchmate from MDS, but that was just the superficial introduction to her in his life.  “We got one of his titles from the series Gaja Gamini’ Smita continued.  The question felt random, almost amusingly domestic for two people who once knew each other through the intensity of youth and heartbreak. He smiled as he sat with his packed lunch for the day, rice and paneer bhurji and some salad.  A lot of thoughts were crossing his mind when he and replied casually — “Honestly? Not aware enough to be fond. But of course, he’s legendary.” She sent a photo of the painting placed centrally on a table from her house in Bangalore. The painter’s signature was on the bottom left of the painting. Faint yellow LED light shining on the painting from above. The table was neatly arranged with smaller pieces of décor — a reed diffuser, a doughnut-shaped flower vase with artificial flowers, a couple of candles, a key carelessly left beside them, […]
May 27, 2026
Log Kya Kahenge!
“Log kya kahenge…”Ye sunte sunte — ab log kehne lage hain… Sawal ye nahi haike log keh kyun rahe hain…Ye to unki fitrat hai — wo kahenge! Sawal ye hai ke —kya tum sun loge? Poori zindagi…agar unke mutaabik zindagi na chuni to? Sawal ye nahi ke —log samajhte kyun nahi…Wo tumhe nahi samjhenge! Sawal ye hai ke —unke sawaal tumhe dadolate kyun hain? Sawal ye nahi ke —unki nasihatein tumhe jachti nahi!Shayad kabhi jachengi bhi nahi! Sawal ye hai ke —tum kabse “log kya kahenge”issey sharminda hone lage? 15th May 2026, 08:59 AM There comes a point in life when you realise that “Log kya kahenge?” was never just a sentence.It was conditioning.A silent inheritance passed from one generation to another — disguised as concern, morality, guidance, respectability, even love Slowly, without noticing, many of us begin editing ourselves around that fear! We rehearse our choices before making them.We dilute our opinions before expressing themWe hide parts of ourselves to remain digestible to people who were never going to fully understand us anyway… As a 36-year-old queer cis-male — partly out of the closet and partly nonchalant about it — I still get asked when I am getting married, […]
May 25, 2026
✨Goddess of Cannes✨
Every year, as Aishwarya Rai Bachchan walks the red carpet at Cannes Film Festival for what now feels like the n-th time, I find myself transported to another era entirely. An era of anticipation…A simpler internet…A younger fandom. .A younger us!!! There was a time when her Cannes appearance felt like an annual event stitched into the emotional calendar of our lives. We waited restlessly to see what she would wear that year. The gown, the makeup, the hair, the photographs arriving one by one in painfully slow internet speeds — every detail mattered. Fan forums buzzed like festival grounds themselves. Websites crashed under traffic. Early photo uploads felt like treasure discoveries. Entire communities of admirers would collectively lose their minds over a single appearance of their goddess. And perhaps that word — Goddess — is important here, maybe even Queen! Because for many millennials, Aishwarya was never merely a celebrity. She was an era. A symbol. Proof that beauty could possess grace, intelligence, mystery, and dignity all at once. Her presence at Cannes did not just feel like representation; it felt ceremonial. Like someone we had emotionally entrusted to stand before the world on our behalf. There were years […]
May 5, 2026
The Noise of Casual Sex
For a person whose predominant Love language is physical touch and quality time, nothing draws me closer to a person more than physical intimacy. And perhaps that is exactly why casual intimacy becomes so dangerous and exhausting for someone like me, and maybe you too… Because what happens when a person who associates sex with vulnerability, surrender, romance and emotional nakedness… starts engaging in meaningless casual sexual encounters with strangers? What happens to his heart? The heart still longs for intimacy that transcends the body. It still craves that feeling where two people do not merely touch skin, but dissolve into each other’s existence. Where desire is not just physical hunger, but emotional communion that permeates beyond the flesh. Where bodies entangle, and somehow spirits do too! But then the mind intervenes. It creates walls. Walls that demarcate how much of emotional nakedness is permitted within the perimeter of this sexual escapade… How much, if you ask…?Well just enough to satisfy the body. No deeper. You do not let anyone enter the inner chambers of your being. You learn dissociation…. train yourself to stop at the flesh and teach yourself how to remain emotionally untouched while physically exposed. But can […]
April 27, 2026
✨ Shaam-e-Baazgasht — Bengaluru Diaries ✨8th February 2026
The gathering was small, intimate, cordial. Shaam-e-Baazgasht has never been about numbers — it has always been about resonance. A friend said — "It’s better to have an interested crowd, than a bloated one!" — and that made perfect sense!”
April 27, 2026
✨People have asked me — why did I start therapy…✨
The Right Therapy — My Journey in Journals This afternoon in between some paperwork for my patients and arranging documents for Dad’s upcoming laproscopic cholecystectomy (gall bladder) surgery, I landed up cataloging my therapy journals chronologically. And then I put together this entire entry! Journal Entry — 5th November 2025, 9:17 AM – 9:50 AM People have asked me — why did I start therapy… Mostly because I was tired of muscling through emotions that asked me to talk to them while I silenced and worked my way out of it, only to coil back into loneliness at night in the moments of solitude…I’ve often referred to myself as a dreamer — because my neurodivergence and hyperactive imagination as a queer kid always found safe haven in the world of self-conjured fiction.When the outside world felt unfit to fit in… here was a world just perfect for me to fit. I was the protagonist. I was the creator. Note — 10th November 2025, 4:35 PM In September 2024, as I watched myself sink again into the familiar abyss of heartbreak! That’s when I decided to seek help before I fell apart AGAIN! I wanted a space that was non-judgemental, professional […]