Guest Blog
After Us: The Paperwork of Love
Every parent reading this blog knows the question. Gayatri has written about it here — the one that arrives uninvited at 2 a.m., while you are cleaning a sofa or
July 15, 2026
Every parent reading this blog knows the question. Gayatri has written about it here — the one that arrives uninvited at 2 a.m., while you are cleaning a sofa or
“Is ABA good or bad?” I’ve been asked this question more times than I can count. Sometimes it comes from parents who have just received their child’s autism diagnosis and
Walk into any therapy centre or school, and one question echoes through the corridors: “Is my child improving?” It is a question every parent asks, every teacher reflects upon, and
Invisible cognitive load. Chronic vigilance. Decision fatigue. Uncertainty. All wonderful, accurate terms. What do they mean? I shoot upright in an instant. From deep sleep. Zero to 100 kmph in
“Krishna is on the autism spectrum,” the doctor said. The words hit me like a freight train. Once I got over the shock, I assumed that a year or two
With the increase in the number of children having delayed speech and language development let us just explore early language acquisition . All living beings on earth can communicate. However,
We were washing poop sheets for the nth time that night. It was around two in the morning. Exhausted, my husband looked at me. His gaze softened for a moment.
The Futures We Imagine When I was seven years old, my father and I would wake at five-thirty in the morning and walk to Nehru Park in Delhi’s Chanakyapuri. The
When Krishna began speech therapy, he had excellent expressive language and poor communication. At the end of one year, he was nonverbal. And I love telling this to people and
Why Parents search for answers beneath the spectrum There is a particular kind of archaeology that begins after an autism diagnosis. Parents become historians of tiny forgotten moments. We begin
The other day, someone spoke about offline friends and online friends—how she connects more deeply with offline ones. Yesterday, I made a brand new online friend. We spoke for the
“Baby name?” “Krishnan Srinivasan.” “You’re the mother, Ma’am?” “Yes.” “Your name?” “Gayatri Vathsan.” Pause. Whether the pause was because my surname is different from my son’s, or just unfamiliar, I