Neetole Mitra is Living Unplanned. She packs off in search of stories. Meeting new people, eating their food, hitching rides and living a local life get her excited and chirpy. She is happiest when in nature and doing offbeat and unrecommended things unsupervised, like hopping on to trucks. When sober and bored, she writes for print and digital publications. Follow her journey on Instagram (instagram.com/livingunplanned) and WordPress (neetolemitra.wordpress.com).
I have unravelled a new meaning of selfies
Making Friends with a Machine
The Saga of Loss
An interaction with Sushant Singh Rajput that’s making me ask...
A Woman’s Claim to Public Spaces in a Post-COVID World
The pain of truly knowing someone
There really is no going back. Self-doubt is a constant
What I wish I could have told that girl on...
Why relationships need to have space for unhappiness
How learning to ride the scooter is curing my anxious...
A Crash Course in Adulting — Courtesy An 8 Year...
Friendship, in the Times of Networking
The other day I missed the like button while watching...
The city that I lose and find
Freedom from the Monolith
Where Feminism takes amiss
The Highly Construed F word
When Delhi Danced For Pride
Why Walking 2 Kms Every Year Is So Important For...
Why Films Like Dangal With Their ‘Macho’ Heroines Are A...
Why Honey Singh (and Badshah) Might Not Be All Evil
The Unravelling of Hustle Culture
Why is therapy still a taboo word in our families?
The Many Faces of Academia
You need an ugly sweater in your closet
The rush to get back to the office is here