Between the Raindrops

Know the superstition that your new year tends to follow the trend set by the first day of the year? I hope to God that that's untrue because the first day of my year was terrible. Honestly, so were the first two weeks. Moreover, so have been these 22 days. Now don't ask me to... Continue Reading →

Gray and Not-So Gray, Afterall

A friend from another city pinged me to say he's relocating to Mumbai. With exuberance I declared that this was a great move because Mumbai is the best city in the world. He sent me a few smileys, and groaned about the traffic. I still maintained that Mumbai is a world city, and he would... Continue Reading →

Scattering Wishes

Today, I called a friend to wish him for his birthday. I like instinctive conversations, as I am sure we all do. A part of the conversation went like this: Me: Are you in Delhi or Hyderabad now? Him: Delhi. I came over for the weekend. But I'm planning to come back for good man.... Continue Reading →

Day 2: Going Away

Day 2 I think what is most striking to a Mumbaikar who travels outside Mumbai is how time just slows down. I have a feeling that if they didn't look at their watches, they can safely finish half a day's work in what would really be 3 hours or so. Where does this grand assumption... Continue Reading →

And so it has been…

Yesterday, I met an Irish woman who is on a visit to India. She's actually spending time in Goa but dropped in to see the city. Alone. Her friend didn't want to leave Baga beach I was told. We spoke a little, of cities, of people in cities, of people staring at tourists in cities,... Continue Reading →

Excursions – Mental and Physical

Venturing out of the house in the evening is a forgotten excursion. Unlike the days when it was an exciting compulsion to go down to play or meet up with school friends who lived close by, current evenings are routinely spent┬átraveling┬áback home from work. Today was an exception. I was at home, and in the... Continue Reading →

2.9

Marine Drive is 2.9 units* away from VT station. (Yes, VT. Let's just focus on what's more important.) So, VT station, the confluence of local railway tracks that ply tens of thousands of people every single day. Now that I think about it, I wonder that if a structure could house your thoughts as soon... Continue Reading →

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