One of these days I had a faint what-am-I-doing-with-my-life moment. I realized I am just another thing in this universe that’s wafting through space and time, only some times changing course…...
Avva, I remember your rusty old suitcase where you stored all the new sarees you got for Diwali every year and never wore them because they’d get old. I remember how you used to like mirchis …...
You know what comes at you faster than light? Deadlines! You sprint to the train station, almost miss it, quickly skim through the headlines in a desperate attempt to absorb the state of the world …...
My blog, to me, is like a sound-insulated recording studio torched from the inside with the inferno of music orchestrated by my ego; some times, laced in a comforting hum of a lullaby; some times, …...