Welcome to Divya's Blogs
Introducing Myself
Hello! I’m Divya — mother of two energetic daughters, full-time IT professional, part-time over thinker, and newly minted writer trying to put her swirling thoughts into words before they escape... again!
I grew up in a traditional Telugu Hindu family, where rituals were a serious affair and food was a form of currency. My childhood was full of books that we read, sometimes through the night, stories we heard from grandma, chants we learnt from ma and grandma, delicious food, a lot of banter with my brother, being unsettled about my father's health. But honestly, those early days shaped more of me than I give them credit for.
Raised by Women Who Could Probably Run a Country
My grandmother was the first force of nature I ever encountered. She taught herself everything and she knew everything — why God does what He does, which spice could cure a cold, why family was the most important thing, how to live philanthropically with what we have. Honestly, looking back, she was the most forward-thinking person of her generation.
If grandma taught us devotion, mom taught us survival. Mom somehow managed work and family with an ease that made the rest of us wonder if she had a secret instruction manual she wasn’t sharing. Even when circumstances dealt her a bad hand, she never gave up. She was (and still is) a walking masterclass in resilience. Somewhere along the way, she turned us into her best friends — the ones who could go to her for everything, from playground drama to serious family negotiations and career crisis… often all in the same day.
A sister to
My younger brother — the resident feminist of our family. We fought nonstop as kids, yet we stanned Harry Potter with full devotion. He’s the guy who hypes me up one minute and picks a fight over absolute nonsense the next. I’m not even sure when he quietly grew into this smart, empathetic man shaped by his circumstances, but I’m incredibly proud of who he’s become — both for his achievements and the human he is.
Motherhood:
Married to my husband for twelve years now, a relationship that shaped me in ways that were quiet significant. Being with him has taught me thing about myself, influenced who I am today in lasting ways.
Enter: my two daughters. Cute? Absolutely. Wise? More than me on most days. Chaotic? 100%.
They’re the reason I now question not just traditions, but also biology, physics, patience, and occasionally my own sanity. But they’re also my biggest teachers. Every tantrum trains my patience. Every question makes me rethink what I once believed. Every hug reminds me that love can be loud, messy, and still perfect.
The IT Professional Side of Me
By day, I work in an IT company — the land of stand-ups, sprints, dashboards, and the eternal chase to meet the deadlines. It’s funny how neatly the tech world fits into my life. Structured at work. Beautifully unstructured at home. And me, in the middle, trying to convert both into meaningful stories.
Growing Into a Modern, Independent Woman (Who Still Googles Rituals)
Somewhere between childhood and adulthood, I became a woman who genuinely loves her traditions… but loves questioning them even more. I’ve always believed Hinduism is rooted in logic and that our ancestors were far more intellectual than we give them credit for — but I also believe in asking, “But seriously, why are we doing this?” at least twice before signing up for a 4 AM ritual. Balance, right?
My independence didn’t arrive in one dramatic flash; it grew quietly as I realized my choices, my voice, and my curiosity actually had weight. And honestly, watching modern logic and old-school wisdom sit together and fight for the last word has been transformative in more ways than I expected. That’s exactly the journey I want to explore through my blogs, particularly in the realm of cultural insights.
I also try (and occasionally fail) to embrace Gen Z slang, and I’m an unapologetic old-school romantic who cries while reading emotional books or watching emotional movies — yes, even the predictable ones.
Things I Love (Besides My Kids… on Most Days)
Movies that make me laugh. Books that make me think, transport me away from my reality. And now, writing — which weirdly makes me feel like I’m finally having a conversation with myself without interruption. Oh, and then there's my eternal love story with food and eternal war with my weight!!
Why I’m Starting This Blog
Simple: I have thoughts. Many thoughts. Too many thoughts. Some are deep, some are confused, some are undoubtedly dramatic — and now I want to put them somewhere other than my brain or my Notes app. I want to explore that funny, complicated space of modern traditions.
So here I am — a blend of old and new, logic and faith, motherhood and madness, code and culture. If you’re curious, confused, thoughtful, or just bored at work, stick around. I might get entertaining or just give you another perspective — one blog at a time.
Come Along?