a memoir of etchings and wanderings
I don’t like to complete stories. I hang on right till the end. I’m terrified to detach. Over the past year, I’ve haven’t had too many people to talk to. The ones I did, I’ve told them much more than I should have. Otherwise, to pass the time, I watched movies, listened to music, read books and watched television series. And yes, got attached to some of them. On a … Continue reading “Intense” →
Do you know that feeling when a song suddenly changes scale, and everything is just taken to the next level? When you turn the page of a book, and everything you knew is shattered to bits The moment when you overhear something that you should have never known. That feeling when you look at someone driving away, and you’re almost certain things will never be the same That’s happening to … Continue reading “Is it time?” →
See a drop of blood darken the snow Stare at a blinking light for hours Sit by the phone that never rings Stow away all the boxes Build a home with pillars of sawdust Make sure the floor is quicksand Slap the walls with posters of faith And then, paint the front door red Place your hand on the pulsating speaker Scream as loud as you can Submerge yourself in … Continue reading “Cryptex.” →
The rains have arrived in India. And in the world. What a beautiful time of the year. Yes, I will never tire of writing about them. I’ve been like-ing, Favourite-ing and RT-ing all rain related posts, pictures, songs on all social media platforms. I’ve been staring out at the Sun from my window, in the hope that my message will be received. So all this afternoon, I have been listening … Continue reading “RainyMood” →
Courtesy: Hannah Stonehouse Hudson I had first seen this image a few years ago, and heard this story but thought that it would have probably been one person’s interpretation of a random image of a man playing ball with his dog in a water body. It turns out to be so much more. I don’t know you if you have heard of Schoep and Unger. If you haven’t I will … Continue reading “Schoep.” →
Abhishek had once told me that a mark of an effective and productive team was that it made noise. Not the maddening, disturb-everyone-around kind of pandemonium – but the good kind of chaos. He also told me, you never want to be in a place where all you can hear is the keyboards being clicked away at, furiously. I usually have earpods plugged in ALL the time at work, and … Continue reading “Drop a pin, someone?” →
Where do you come from? What do you look back to? What will you always remember? After a lot of years have passed. Let us go back. To the times. To the dreams. To the careless laughter. To bruised knees. To the sound of waves. And memories. Roots are important. They define you. That’s why its important to go back to them From time to time. *** आओ, उसे याद … Continue reading “Roots” →
Its that choking feelingWhen you know you cannot tell anyoneThat deep desire of yoursWhich almost came trueBefore you ruined it This is life.The despair and the smiles a part of it.Where one person makes the journey of a lifetimeAnd the other sobs and hurls abuses to a computer screen. How pitiful.How meagre.How absolutely pathetic.That someone’s happiness pricks you like thorns. I feel anger.I feel helplessness.I feel jealousy.I feel hatred.
Muscat is experiencing the full blast of the summers and there’s little to do, than sit at home on the weekends and empty large goblets of mango smoothie. So I found myself a little hobby to pass the time – cocktail making 101. Baba had this stock of liquor bottles that he never really used, being a whiskey person Living in Pune and Delhi, I’ve had the opportunity to sample … Continue reading “Mix ‘Em Up!” →
I’m not afraid. Of the dark. Of depths. Or even you. I will wade into rising tides. Sing on a mountain top. Paint the walls yellow. I’m free. For Nick & Jess.