I don't like writing year-end posts full of sentimental learnings and sweet nothings. Not that there is anything wrong with them. I just think that because of the emotion associated with them — the emotion of the end of a year and the beginning of a new one — they are heightened and usually serve little... Continue Reading →
On Starry Nights and Beating Hearts Under a clear night sky in Villupuram One evening, I was out with frolleagues (colleagues who are friends). We went to a rooftop cafe which opened up to the sky and the overlooked the sea. As darkness descended, we looked up and found just one shiny object in the... Continue Reading →
It's the blogoversary. I had ice cream with the person because of whom I started blogging. And I laughed. Happy 7.
Maybe it's time for me to stop blogging - this is a thought that came to me many times during this year. Simply because of the fact that it's been 6 years since I started and I'm not sure how far I've come. Although this doesn't come from a sense of worthlessness that dominated 2013... Continue Reading →
It's been 5 years since 2008. When I counted how many years it has been on my fingers when I was half-asleep I had to wake myself up. Really? I said to myself. 5 years of blogging. How vela have I been? So, this is the post where I recount how wonderful this year has... Continue Reading →
Recently, I saw the 2011 Woody Allen movie Midnight in Paris. Although, it was recommended to me a long time ago, I could never lay my hands on it. It was aired on HBO a few days ago and I happened to see it. On an unrelated note, I think watching movies on the TV... Continue Reading →
Ever seen a sea when it is calm? The vast sky above it, countless lives inside it, and throbbing entities around it. Sometimes it has populated beaches around it, sometimes it has a pulsating city; sometimes it has nothing but sand to go to; sometimes it washes the feet of a quaint settlement. Yet, ever... Continue Reading →
And this is the post where I write something that symbolizes the end of one year and the beginning of another; for my blog, that is. So, keeping in tandem with all the clichés I should be writing about… reminiscences maybe, or hope; laughter and gratitude even; or maybe an account of my escapades during... Continue Reading →