a memoir of etchings and wanderings
I’ve been contemplating ink. Yes, another one. Although I absolutely love the one I have, I have the feeling that one other would be just perfect 🙂 Needless to say, I’ve been adding to my draft of ideas – text, pictures, symbols – the works! I have a feeling this will be about travel, since I’ve allowed myself to be consumed by the thought. And while I’m thinking, I took … Continue reading “Another?” →
Don’t trust so easy Don’t wait by the phone Don’t fall too fast Don’t tell people how you feel Don’t draw the curtains Don’t let go of reality Don’t play Secret Santa Don’t intrude Don’t dream and say ‘Maybe, this could be it’ Don’t play that song on loop Don’t read that message and smile to yourself Don’t nurse the hurt Don’t give yourself away Don’t even think about it.
I’ve been thinking about growing up. It was so much simpler in our time… Small joys and smaller expectations. Pagers and facsimile instead of cell phones and email. Smaller rooms. More affection. Last night I was asked to go to one of those get-togethers that are organised by the cultural enthusiasts here. I’ve successfully avoided them for over a year and a half, but this time I was sent an … Continue reading “Grown Ups” →
Yesterday I made a spur-of-the-moment decision to go out with my colleague, Abdullah. He lives by himself and drives to the UAE almost every weekend – and when he doesn’t – he asks if we would like to do something, but my laziness and driving guilt have always engulfed me. So when we decided to watch Captain Phillips, I felt a positive oddness at the act of booking movie tickets … Continue reading “The Movies” →
How I have missed walking barefoot on the beach Playing that familiar game with the ebb and flow Sand so warm and comforting Sea foam kissing my feet gently I could stay there forever Listening to the waves whisper Gazing out into the horizon Breathing in the salty air I will always love the sea.
Small joys don’t get better than mid-week holidays. To be able to sleep in on a weekday To take a leisurely bath and let my hair dry in the Sun, and not with the angry blow dryer To spend the afternoon not chained to the cubicle I forgot to turn off the alarm last night, and I was woken up at 7 am as usual. In the midst of squinting … Continue reading “Treasure” →
Now he left a in hole in my heart A hole in a promise A hole on the side of my bed A hole that will never fill itself A sad, deep black hole A hole that I cannot mend Now we’ve got holes in our hearts, yeah we’ve got holes in our lives Where we’ve got holes, we’ve got holes but we carry on…
The festival of lights is here And there is no better place to be than home This year, the Rangoli is almost perfect The refrigerator is stocked with sweet delights Happy Diwali, everyone! Thank you for the tip, Naween Bhaiya! Ma, attending the finer bits Supervising. The prayer room Just like last year’s one 🙂 Chakrabortys say “Happy Diwali”
I had lived in the national capital for almost three years, but had never visited the best known monument which lay only 200 kilometres from Delhi in a historic setting left behind by the illustrious Mughals. This Eid holiday, Milan and I paid a visit to Agra and tick the Taj Mahal off our bucket lists. The decision making process was not so simple, however J When we decided to … Continue reading “Mughal Grandiose” →
Getting started with the November project, I wanted the first post to be about something happy that I am thankful for. When I first heard that the Eid-ul-Adha holidays in Oman were going to be a week long (Yay for living in Oman – UAE only got three days 😛), my first reaction was to pledge that I wouldn’t stay in and mope about the lack of exciting things to … Continue reading “Delhi October” →