Radhika Venkatarayan’s Post

When your Instagram algorithm starts doing the work of a diplomat. I wrote a new essay.. part humour, part heartbreak, part accidental peace treaty. It began with a reel of a linen dress and ended with a message from a store in Lahore. In between: a handkerchief from Poland, a wallet that wasn’t really from Napa, a crash course in customs fees, currency conversions, and quiet longing. It’s about algorithms, aesthetics, and the small, almost invisible acts of connection that survive politics, postage, and translation. You can read it here: https://lnkd.in/grRfaRsv