Ratika Deshpande
Ratika Deshpande
Hey there! I’m Ratika Deshpande (she/her), a writer, reader, student, and global citizen. My articles have appeared in Reactor magazine, Authors Publish magazine, Submittable, and The Learning Scientists blog. I earned my B.A. (Honours) in Applied Psychology from the University of Delhi. Born in Indore, I studied in Nagpur and New Delhi. Currently, I’m pursuing an M.A. in Education. I love fantasy books, Studio Ghibli movies, Indian classical music and cooking.
August 2026
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Do notlet another night pass.The days are not endless. Do not waitfor clarity.Wait not for time.For space,peace,love. Wait for no one’s thumb of approval. There will be no sudden momentof enlightenment.The words will not write themselves.They have not found a way to transcribe thoughts yet. All that grey matterneeds...
Lately, I’ve been finding myself tired of reading stuff by and about Western people. I’m mainly talking about the U.K. and the U.S.; I don’t think I’ve read much stuff by Canadians or Australians, including blog posts and online articles. I don’t necessarily have anything against such writers; in fact, most of the...
This morning, while making my bed after breakfast, I finished listening to Goodnight Tokyo by Atsuhiro Yoshida (narrated by Kaipo Shwab, translated from Japanese by Haydn Trowell). It’s a series of stories that take place past midnight and before dawn in Tokyo, with new and recurring characters, most of whom do not...
The earliest book I remember reading is a picture book that I think my father bought (or was it a gift, a giveaway?) from his office in New Delhi. I remember only the brown paper packaging–a thin envelope, the kind in which you often get snacks packed from an expensive bakery–and the shade of purple that was used to...
What does one do when all one can think of is spending hours in a library and buying new books for one’s collection but can do neither of those things because they’re broke and hundreds of kilometres from said library and any decent bookstore that’s not stocked just with textbooks and exam guides? Read a book about...
Since resuming a regular notebook-keeping habit, I’ve started collecting the “junk” of every day life–tickets, flower, receipts–to have tangible reminders of moments lived. Yesterday a friend of mine (the same one who bought star fruits for me the other day) gave me a little tamarind roll, the wrapper of which I...
I listened to The Anthropologists over the last few days while doing my laundry at 10 pm and making charts of little poems for children at the anganwadi I’m working at. At several points, I thought that I must buy a physical copy of the book because I like the little snapshots it contains of city life. I imagined...
On the bad days, I dig through my drafts. Today, I found these: Read The Republic of Letters on Wikipedia “Assyrian Women of Letters” by Durrie Bouscaren “What Urdu writers teach us about the art of letter writing” by Poorna Swami “The Last Letter Writers Of Mumbai” by Devyani Nighoskar “The disappearing tribe of...
When he’s not keeping the clocks of the Paris train station in the name of his missing uncle, Hugo Cabret steals parts of clockwork toys from the toy shop at the station. The lonely boy’s most precious possession is an automaton that his father showed him. It didn’t work, but his father had told him […]
It’s sublime, to go into another room and make pictures. It’s magic time, where all your weaknesses of character, the blemishes of your personality, whatever else torments you, fades away, just doesn’t matter. You’re doing the one thing you want to do and you do it well and you know you do it well, and… […]
“Our public libraries need attention; here’s why we should care” by Madhumita Rajan An article filled with facts that makes one feel very hopeless, but also gives some motivation to do something about it. “I’m a Librarian, Therapist, Personal Assistant, and First Responder. Moments Like This Make It All Worth It.”...
Over the last decade, I’ve spent countless hours going through the archives of Austin Kleon’s blog and Tumblr (the latter was especially an important anchor when I was down with typhoid for a month, back in 2018 and couldn’t do anything but think about how much I’d read and write when I’d be well again). […]
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