a memoir of etchings and wanderings
The last month of 2011 has begun and it looks rather promising on the entertainment front! Although for most, in India, Christmas is not really a huge deal – we have our own set of elaborate festivities to deal with. I’ve never seen or been a part of authentic Christmas celebrations – the ornate trees, carols, the traditional meals consisting of roast turkey, served with roast potatoes, parsnips; not to … Continue reading “Reel Christmas” →
2011 has been big on the weddings front. Two very close friends and a brother got hitched and I’m very fortunate that I was able to be present and collect my own share of happy memories with them. Ridhima-Bhavya in May, Shoi-Bulan in July and most recently, Riki Bhaiya and his Jabalpur bride this month. Amongst a variety of speculations on whether I would be or should be able to … Continue reading “Shaadi Mubarak!” →
This is for all those people who go through life wrapped up in their little selfish worlds. Those who derive pleasures by wishing ill for others. Those who treat people badly knowing that they would not retort. Those who haven’t been blessed enough to be able to give with open hearts. Those who hurt consciously. I don’t know if I believe in karma, but what I do know is that there is something watching over … Continue reading “Despise” →
Mobility is critical in the world we live in. Depending on others for any given thing is no less than imprisonment. The pangs are deeper when one lives an ‘independent’ life, has to take most decisions alone and is forced to battle through smaller and relatively large instances by themselves. It is almost criminal to not be self sufficient in most areas. Which brings me to how significant driving is. … Continue reading “Cruising through…” →
I have always complained about the poor programming that is Indian television – soppy soaps, visibly pre-determined reality shows and the desi-fication of MTV (Remember the times when MTV was actually music television?) hence never really took much interest in the existence of the idiot box. In the past one and a half years the only time I really missed it was during the FIFA World Cup 2010 where I … Continue reading “For the love of the idiot box” →
The past month has been such a rush. Ever since I got back from home, I was welcomed by an avalanche of work-related madness. There was the first Indian Grand Prix which the whole team was excited about. From the moment we pitched for the account, and won it, we realised that this was the biggest event that the country would witness in this year. Frequent drives to and from … Continue reading “October” →
The goodbyes are always the most difficult. I’ve done this year on year, and although I believe I have grown stronger, it shakes me up to think that tomorrow this time, I wont be here. Not in this room, not in this country. Not with the people I care for most. Sometimes, I wonder to myself – they years are so precious and we spend them trying to prove all … Continue reading “New Diary” →
The month has been the highlight of the year in ways more than one – just got me thinking on how many surprises it was holding. Personally, I’m not very partial to surprises; Although I enjoy creating the environment for people who enjoy them but for myself, best they’re kept away. Guess this is one of the attributes which contributes towards making me the abominable bore that I can sometimes … Continue reading “September of Surprises” →
I feel I’m finally ready to narrate the experience which will be the highlight of my annual out-of-country vacation. The immediate action might have been majorly inspired by the commercial blockbuster, but I’ve always been deeply passionate about the ocean and watched countless documentaries and been in awe of those who were able to muster their courage and take the step. Scuba diving. Despite the innumerable constraints that Muscat poses, … Continue reading “Buoyancy” →
I find myself on the verge of doing one the most exciting of things that I have ever undertaken. Exhilaration quotient is high. Updates, as soon as I find my legs. And arms.