It falls upon a rock, and breaks itself apart. Is it another wave of the sea, or is it my naïve heart? I’ve always been drifting and this sea has been my home. It has contained me and never questioned me. It has loved me with my creases and with my folds. I’ve been all... Continue Reading →
Effervescence
Sometimes, I write just 4 lines. Mostly in my bus to keep myself occupied. I like doing so. On this particular day, when I was feeling down in the dumps, I wrote the following: A dried petal; and a rustic song. A forsaken hut; and a field of rye. A forlorn note; and a gushing... Continue Reading →
Care to Care?
Every day, on my way to work, I see school children—hardly 4 feet in height, donning a neatly ironed uniform, sporting freshly combed hair and flashing their ID cards on their chests. Tiny tots tottering away to school; oblivious to the mad, erratic, and self-consumed world around them. I’m assuming that their day starts with... Continue Reading →
If I were a painter…
Sometimes I wish I were a painter. Wouldn’t it just be wonderful to paint my thoughts? I would have canvasses sprawled all across my room showing what I felt. Wouldn’t it be a hundred times easier than explaining my feelings to someone? I’d paint my thoughts—fill them with colour. Myriad colours—each expressing a different emotion.... Continue Reading →
American English. Australian Cricket Team. And a non-scalable job.
The last two weeks have been very hectic. A new project has commenced and we have been running all over the place to put everything in order. Mercifully, we’ve settled down and all the “processes” are right on track and functioning the way we intended them to. (Now, if you’ve worked in a corporate company... Continue Reading →
Creating Spaces: Within and Around
The other day I had to go to work earlier than usual. I don’t know if you’ve walked into an office at an hour when no one is around, but there is a certain sense of calm that is uncharacteristic of these otherwise paced places. In my mind, I was a little happy because I... Continue Reading →
Sprinkled Sentiments – Part 9
At times, when I have nothing to do at work, when I'm totally vela, when I'm not in the mood to write/read/get up from my chair, I read my blog. Not out of a narcissist kind of way, but to reflect on what I write about. To read it from an outsider's point of view.... Continue Reading →
Diaries!
There are reviews and then there are reviews. But this one is not one of them. No, I don’t claim to be above the cream, just that I’m taking this as an opportunity to talk about the metaphor of life. I saw Dhobi Ghat on Republic Day. Honestly, I didn’t intend to see it because... Continue Reading →
Heads or Tails?
The other day, over breakfast in office, we were talking about human beheading. Yes, extremely gross a topic to talk about over hot and gooey sabudana vada, and I did my best to resist throwing up. We were talking about how human beheading existed in parts of India as a means of worship and how... Continue Reading →
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