While I sleep, the world around me is awake. Not today though. I am awake too. But only in the body, not in the mind. But then was I ever? These people, the ones out here – they know something I don’t. They look at me and exchange glances. They stare me down. I look away.Continue reading “Them.”
My week started on a bad note – regular household issues – oh yes, we bachelors have those too. No maid, cook screwed up the food quantities, delayed to work, no transport, traffic and oh, the heat! So coming up, are a lot of moo points. Take it or leave it, but do read it! As IContinue reading “Moo Points?”
She trudged along the gravelled path, Far from home, lost in the rush of the world, Her boots worn, her back stooped, The winds, cold and brazen, cut across, The skin on her face drooped. Her eyes stung with tears, That refused to fall out, She shut them close, Wanting to push theContinue reading “Boots.”
My eyes are paining from the long hours of research on the laptop. The pain in my back has aggravated. As I close my eyes and lull myself into sleep, I can feel your arm around me, snaking its way through the blanket onto my shoulders. I open my eyes but there’s no one besideContinue reading “Love is blind.”
She’s flawed. Yet she’s perfect. She’s elegant. She’s hardworking. She’s barely tired. She’s always concerned. She taught me to accept nothing lesser than what I deserve. She made me bold. She proved women are at par with men. She put me to sleep on long days. She stroked my hair telling me how proud I madeContinue reading “Marmee!”
A New Zealander’s view on the reasons for corruption in India: Indians are Hobbesian (a culture of self-interest). Corruption in India is a cultural aspect. Indians seem to think nothing peculiar about corruption. It is everywhere. Indians tolerate corrupt individuals rather than correct them. No race can be congenitally corrupt. But can a race beContinue reading “We, the Indians?”
If Bollywood can apparently ‘influence’ our generation into drugs, alcohol and abuse, I wonder why it couldn’t influence our elders into accepting inter-caste marriages, homosexuality and a corruption free India. Graciously Yours!
If prayers mattered more than performance, the Indian cricket team would never lose another wicket. Graciously Yours! Picture Courtesy : BBC.
Every single photon of sunlight has travelled 149,597,870 km of vacuum, eerie silence, star dust, dark matter and dark energy to come fall on you. I am still letting that sink in. Graciously Yours!
They say if you blink, you miss it. We waited impatiently, clicking pictures of others and selfies of ourselves, being photo bombed and photo bombing others, all the while creating memories which we probably wouldn’t refer back to again. Not because they wouldn’t be memorable. But because we create too many of them these days. WeContinue reading “The Presence of The Past.”