Nickunj Malik

Nickunj Malik’s journalistic career began when she walked into the office of Khaleej Times newspaper in Dubai thirty-one years ago and got the job. Since then, her articles have appeared in various newspapers all over the world. She now resides in Portugal and is married to a banker who loves numbers more than words.

Yawning complications

My grandfather, on my mum’s side, did not like children and I am told that when we were small, we were kept at a safe distance from him. So safe

August 3, 2024by Nickunj Malik

Brows right

The first tongue twister word that one comes across while learning Portuguese is ‘sobrancelhas’, the term used to describe one’s eyebrows. It does not have much in common with eyes

July 28, 2024by Nickunj Malik

Male bonding

A familiar tableau that most of us have witnessed is when we see two women friends meeting after a gap of few months – they squeal in delight, hug each

July 14, 2024by Nickunj Malik

Hypnotic show

I do not like to be hypnotized and that is the truth. The reason for it is that I don’t like being told what to do. There, you have it.

July 7, 2024by Nickunj Malik

In praise of nothing

Of late, I have been trying to practice the art of doing nothing, and I must admit that it is a far more challenging task than I imagined it to

June 25, 2024by Nickunj Malik

Self-healing

For no particular reason, I sneezed 10 times nonstop the moment I woke up this morning. The first couple of sneezes were accompanied by sympathetic sounds of ‘Bless You’ and

June 17, 2024by Nickunj Malik

Wine-related weight loss

Stepping into Saint-Émilion, a charming medieval town in the heart of Bordeaux wine country in France, is like turning back the clock.   Legend says a monk, whose name was

June 8, 2024by Nickunj Malik

Outdoor games

When I was little, I was told to go and play outside till dinnertime. By my parents, that is. This confession itself should be enough to give away my age.

June 3, 2024by Nickunj Malik

Driving Miss Daisy

“April is the cruellest month, breeding lilacs out of dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain” – said T.S. Eliot in the opening lines of

May 26, 2024by Nickunj Malik

Digital fast

I do not like sending ‘good morning’ messages to anyone. Not at all. Despite that, I find myself at the receiving end because there are at least two-dozen people who

May 18, 2024by Nickunj Malik