Welcome to Rollytime
A personal corner of the internet, finally mine.
Welcome. I’m really glad you’re here.
This space has been a long time coming, even if I only decided to make it real recently.
For months now, I’ve been writing consistently elsewhere, showing up week after week, sometimes day after day, letting my thoughts spill onto the page without knowing exactly where they would lead. Somewhere along the way, something clicked. Writing stopped feeling like something I did occasionally and started feeling like something I needed. Like a place where I could return to myself.
And that is how rollytime.com was born.
Over time, this will become a home for essays, observations, and recommendations rooted in lived experience.
Before anything else, let me tell you why it’s called rollytime.
Friends and family have never quite agreed on what to call me. Depending on who you ask, I’m Rolly, Raulito, Rauliii, Raul, Rahul or simply Rah. It changes with mood, language, closeness, and context. Over time, Rolly became the name that felt the most relaxed, the most familiar and the one being used the most. The one that shows up when people are comfortable, when they’re being themselves around me.
Rollytime is exactly that. Time spent with Rolly… aka moi. Time spent slowing down, talking, thinking, reflecting. Like catching up with a friend, without an agenda.
That’s the energy I want this space to hold.
I wanted a place that was entirely my own. Somewhere I could write as much as I wanted, whenever I wanted, without filtering myself or compressing my thoughts to fit a format. A place where I could explore ideas freely, follow curiosity wherever it leads, and offer something a little more direct, a little more personal.
This site is that space.
Think of it as my digital living room. Or maybe my journal, left open on the table.
So, who am I?
I’m someone who has always lived between worlds. Born and raised in Madrid, with Indian roots that run deep, shaped by family stories that stretch across continents. I grew up moving between cultures, languages, and ways of seeing the world. Spanish is my everyday. Hindi and Sindhi carry memory and ancestry. English connects everything. Along the way, I’ve picked up fragments of other places too.
All of this lives inside me and inevitably finds its way into my writing.
I write about identity, belonging, culture, cities, memory, quiet moments, and the small details that often go unnoticed. I write about Madrid, about food, about language, about growing up global and figuring yourself out as you go.
Sometimes I write reflectively.
Sometimes playfully.
Sometimes emotionally.
Always honestly.
This site is where all of that gets to coexist.
Starting today, I’ll be writing here regularly. Sometimes daily, sometimes when inspiration strikes, but always with intention. There are no strict rules here. Just words, curiosity, and a genuine desire to connect.
If you’ve found your way here, I hope you’ll stick around. Leave a comment. Share a post with someone who might enjoy it. Make this space feel lived in.
You can also follow me on my other socials if you’d like to keep up between posts. All the links are right here, and I’d love to continue the conversation there too.
I’m genuinely excited to see how this chapter unfolds. Writing has already given me so much, and this feels like the most natural next step in that journey.
Thank you for being here at the beginning.
Welcome to Rollytime.
— Raulito
Rolly Time 