The other day my dad asked me to read The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka. I did and we discussed it. We had a highly spirited discussion where he defended the book and I dissed it. My dad and my sister were both on one side and I was on the other. Yes, I am a part... Continue Reading →
All the Little Lights
I have a 10-piece Steadtler colored pens box, which when turned the right way, turns into a pen stand. It's so simple, it's God-damn genius. Just that I misplaced the pink color pen while at an event in office. I try not to think about it as the incompleteness of the box is gnawing to... Continue Reading →
Wayfaring Stranger
What, exactly, is it about August: Osage County that everyone wants to remake the original play, be it in Hollywood or right here in Mumbai, I will never know. With its stellar cast of Julia Roberts and Meryl Streep, the movie did catch my attention, but I couldn't last into it 30 minutes beyond. Whatever... Continue Reading →
Lost Stars
Entrenched inside movies and books, sometimes I find things that I would want to do. Earlier it used to get me all giddy-up. Fiction embellished reality in ways more than one. Of course, it still does. But now, I take a step back and steady myself before embarking on journeys set by characters I adore.... Continue Reading →
Orinoco Flow
After writing this new year post in which I summoned all those things I want from and wish for in 2016, I went back and did a lot of journal writing. It wasn't as if I was doing the soppy "he said, she said" in my checked notebook, but it was everything that I didn't... Continue Reading →
This Year…
I hope that you watch the moon rise over the heads of people very different from you, and yet you love them. I hope that you watch your words - whether you write them, read them, or say them - and know that sometimes they're all you have. I hope that you find comfort in... Continue Reading →
Seven
It's the blogoversary. I had ice cream with the person because of whom I started blogging. And I laughed. Happy 7.
Why Blog?
I've realised that reading a blog is making an investment. It takes the reader some time to get around a blog, get to know the blogger, find a connection, and then, stay. If that's the case, I know some people have made the investment to read mine and stay. To them, thank you so very... Continue Reading →
Warm Vanilla Sugar, And Other Things
“CALVIN: This whole Santa Claus thing just doesn't make sense. Why all the secrecy? Why all the mystery? If the guy exists why doesn't he ever show himself and prove it? And if he doesn't exist what's the meaning of all this? HOBBES: I dunno. Isn't this a religious holiday? CALVIN: Yeah, but actually, I've got... Continue Reading →
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