The following is a dialogue between Richard Gere (Ike Graham) and Julia Roberts (Maggie Carpenter) from the movie Runaway Bride. IKE: Â Tell me something, do you really care about Mount Everest? MAGGIE: Â It's fun! It's high. IKE: Â Or the sexual habits of locusts? MAGGIE: Â That was very interesting research George was doing!... Continue Reading →
Saying Something…Or Not?
Last week I got a message from a close friend. She mentioned about losing a dear friend to the heavens above. I had read her Facebook status that indicated the same, but I couldn’t muster up the courage to call her and ask her what happened. It’s tough to say something at such a time.... Continue Reading →
A Caravan Rests
Gold turns to black, time starts to roll. A roller-coaster ride, on a sky of twinkling moles. The Desert dresses up for the time of her life; under a crystal-laden ceiling like a newly-wed bride. The wind breaks up into pieces like dew on a pink primrose, and shines with unabashedness just before her eyes close. A colourful caravan rests, near... Continue Reading →
A Red Balloon!
Disclaimer: An account of a "red balloon" day that I had yesterday! Sometimes, some ordinary days turn out to be like a red balloon amongst a room full of white ones—they stand out. There’s nothing really exceptional about a red balloon compared to a gang of white ones. They’re all just…well…balloons. However, a little colour... Continue Reading →
The “humble” comma,
Somehow, the comma has not exactly my favourite punctuation in the last one year. My work has taught me that it is a very important punctuation in the English language. (For those who do not know, I read and write for a living.) Also, I've seen that the comma is the most abused, and at other times the most... Continue Reading →
Backdoors
The grass was a light summer-green, and the front gate was open, white picket fence, shrubbery, a swing, and a tall stout tree. The open door waited for him each day. He’d return home, promptly place his coat on the sofa, yes, sofa; and walk through the house to the backyard to play with the... Continue Reading →
Investments!
Way back in college, I bought a Chambor kajal for myself. Considering I wasn’t earning back then, the purchase appeared to be very steep. 300 bucks for black paint didn’t seem like a wise decision to many. But I wanted it (I can be a little stubborn) and so, I bought it. As it turns... Continue Reading →
Irreplaceable
Sometimes people come close quickly, while some take time to weave into your life. But once you let them occupy a space in your being, there is no way anyone else can ever take their place. We were never meant to be replaceable—anyhow, anywhere and in any way... - Sameen
Amen
I say I want a canvas to paint my heart's ire at night; You hear my refrain and hand me a plum-coloured sky. I say I'll walk down that road, only if you walk along; You heed my obstinacy, and give me a nature's song. I say when I am down and blue, I want... Continue Reading →
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