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Legacy Hardware. Updated Software. Good God! Has it been three decades?! I might qualify as a dinosaur by the math, but I'd like to believe, I don't think like one. Let's just say I'm legacy hardware, with the required software updates along the way :) This is the first instalment of Having My Say, a six-part skim through thirty-odd years of my personal journey in Indian commercial FM radio broadcasting. The people who built it with duct tape and stubbornness, and how I p

What does it take to build an entirely new media industry from scratch? A little vision. A lot of chaos. Some questionable maths. And a bunch of rookies making it up as they went along. In Part 2 of Having My Say, we go behind the scenes of Indian radio's most transformative decade. Part industry history, part personal memoir and part startup playbook, this is the story of how India's FM industry found its voice. Read the full essay →

Turns out , I don’t do sabbaticals. Instead I got RadioActive. Read Part 3 of Having My Say here —a story about big ideas, glorious pivots, community, and why some of the smallest frequencies make the biggest noise. Read the full essay →

12 years. One boutique network of beautiful misfits who refused to play it safe. Then a pandemic hit — and geography quietly stopped mattering. This is Part 4 of "Having My Say" Read the full essay →

After three decades in radio, music and audio, this moment genuinely short-circuited my brain. This is Part 5 of 'Having My Say'. The story of Radio One, Suno AI, and the moment I realized the future had quietly arrived. Read the full essay →

This is the final instalment of "Having My Say," and it's also the origin story of Loca Voca Media — an audio-first platform built on three decades of understanding how people actually listen, connect and communicate. Just with better tools, and significantly faster processors. From magnetic tape to machine learning. From radio host to founder. Read the full essay →

(Part 1 of The Science & Art of Listening series) A Symphony of Sounds Long before my eyes open, my ears begin their morning work in the vibrant city of Mumbai. The day doesn’t arrive in light; it unfolds in layers of sound. I hear the metallic clang of construction across the street, the harsh kaaw-kaaw of crows, and the fine rain stippling the glass. An auto-rickshaw’s impatient horn joins the chorus, along with the delicate clink of cup to saucer from the kitchen. My husba

(Part 2 of The Science & Art of Listening series) Listen Up! “Most of us hear music. But truly listening —the kind that makes your skin...

(Part 3 of The Science & Art of Listening series) The Secret Ingredient Isn’t Money—It’s Setup Picking up from our last blog ... Now that...

(Part 4 of The Science & Art of Listening series) I’m a hopeless romantic, a compulsive nostalgist, a private bedroom rager, and an...

(Part 5 of The Science & Art of Listening series) Before Words, There Were Beats Let’s get the nerdcore stuff out of the way first. Deep...

(Part 6 of The Science & Art of Listening series) Hook “Oh my God, Erica! So, this is how you look!” That was the reaction I’d get back...