• Adi Thatai

    an ode to chess

    a lifelong journey with the greatest game ever made

    April 1, 2021
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    “This is the hathi, the elephant.” My father held a strange wooden figurine between his earth-brown fingers as we sat cross-legged on the ground. He placed the hathi on the checkered board between us and slid it gently over the board’s surface. “It can move only in straight lines, front to back or left to […]

    The More Loving One

    To the moon and back again

    March 18, 2021
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    The More Loving One By W. H. Auden Looking up at the stars, I know quite well That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But on earth indifference is the least We have to dread from man or beast.   How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion […]

    re-finding fantasy

    the revolutionary power of elves and dragons

    February 18, 2021
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    I’ll admit it: I love dragons. Like, I really love dragons. I always have. Ever since I can remember, my embarrassingly persistent desire to befriend and ride a dragon has been at the forefront of my birthday wish-making, movie-requesting, and book-purchasing. As a child, the heart-wrenching disappointment of a longing so wholly unfulfilled is likely […]


    watching my dad birdwatching

    November 12, 2020
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    I noticed that you fell in love with the birds this summer. As your kidneys shrank, I think your interests did too. It started small. You started by looking out the window. You never did that before. Or perhaps, more truthfully, I never bothered to notice. Every day after lunch, you stood at the kitchen […]

    the birth of the uncool

    on jai paul and desirability politics

    September 24, 2020
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    Growing up, it didn’t take me very long to realize that I was wholly and hopelessly uncool. From racist elementary school rejections of friendship to the “popular” girl in high school posting a photo of me on her finsta captioned “hello my name is Baljeet,” the first-generation Indian American mantra has been made clear to […]