a memoir of etchings and wanderings
I never thought I would be looking forward to staying in Gurgaon. But as the date draws near, I find myself unconsciously counting backwards. Like now, I am one of three people in office and this is what I see in front of me. It might sound strange but I find the sight calming and happiness inducing. In my first two years of being here, there were numerous number of late … Continue reading “Reverse Countdown” →
“In a time of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act.” – George Orwell. I spent all of last week watching the American crime series – Criminal Minds. Usually not a huge fan of gore, there was something about it that kept me gripped. The series follows a team of profilers from the FBI’s Behavioral Analysis Unit (BAU) based in Quantico, Virginia who determine the cause of a … Continue reading “Secrets and Lies” →
There will always be those days that you feel that its stupid to give and expect nothing But then those will come when you reminisce about the joy you experienced in the process And everything will be all worth it… — Like a fresh wound it will sting, as the distances grow For all the sweat and tears, seem to be a far dream It is true that if you love, … Continue reading “Let Go” →
And it seems like just the other day when I was on the flight from Muscat to Gurgaon. A city which I had heard only evil things about – so near the big bad Delhi (as most Bengalis perceive and teach their children), where everything is ‘unsafe’, extremely expensive, impersonal and positively scary. Just the other day that I was looking for paying-guest rooms and people to stay with in this new … Continue reading “Two Years Since” →
Expectation is the root of all evil. You can pour your heart out and can still not expect a speck of kindness in return. You can continue to believe in a better world, but you will be in it alone. There is no such things as companionship. Just these fleeting moments which seem as they might last for a while longer. The less you give a damn, the happier … Continue reading “Fulfillment” →
The holiday spirit has set in at work. Our workstations now sport a mini Christmas tree, the reception and meeting rooms are alight. Last Friday the major action was around the office year-end party and Secret Santa. I was given a beautiful potted bamboo shoot plant and I had no idea all through the weekend who my Secret Santa was. Warming up to surprises as well, it seems 🙂 The … Continue reading “Santa and the 80’s” →
It’s a buzz, a distant commotion which can be only experienced. A feeling like no other. It’s not black, not white, not even gray. There seems to be the large mystery of what is yet to appear – a mirage perhaps. People say that all good things come with good time, but when will the time come?When will it not feel so empty and fathomless? What I feel everyday is … Continue reading “A Lack of Colour” →
It never rains when you want it to. Life is unpredictable, as are the people who form it. That seems to my biggest problem with it. Why cannot we stay still for a while, why cannot things that have taken months and years to perfect, not rest a little for a moment – just so that one can admire the effort put into creating them. The older and the wiser … Continue reading “Time of My Life” →
Over the past two weekends, I have taken to quarantining myself to the house and doing absolutely nothing. A huge portion of the activity is attributed to the overbearing summers which are simply not in the mood to go away. Hence the Saturdays and the Sundays are spent in the confines of the single air conditioned room reading, catching up on sleep or watching movies/series on the laptop (Since the … Continue reading “Atlantis” →