a memoir of etchings and wanderings
It has been months now that I have been craving for water bodies; Am mercilessly deprived in Gurgaon and have been trying to fill the gap by downloading innumerable pictures of beaches, lakes and other sea scapes. This Eid holiday, since we had company, I put in a little extra effort to figure what water body existed in Oman that I had not been to yet – lo and behold … Continue reading “Muscat Travelogue | Bimmah Sinkhole” →
I’ve been quite the fool And you’ve quietly let me I am lonely And you see me fight it alone I know you cause me pain And I should colour you black I try to wrench you open And every single time I fail I’ve no fight left in me But the eyes blazed with ambition and confidence I don’t know if you’ve even noticed at all That lately the … Continue reading “This is the thing” →
Living in the oblivion that I have, for the past goodness knows how many years, its almost like I have stopped feeling. There are moments when I laugh, others when I find myself melancholy. Some moments just pass by – without creating much of an impact. Nothing seems to have touched my heart for a long long time. This trip home was meant to be special. I had intended it … Continue reading “That Feeling” →
There used to be a time when I had a particular love for shayari; Have never been that proficient in Urdu to be able to write any myself, but from the age of text message forwards to selecting verses from my favourite ghazals, I happened to have compiled almost a diary-full of couplets. I am often stunned by the beauty of words – how once can fall in love with … Continue reading “Romance with couplets” →
I have always skeptical of loneliness as a concept. I have evolved over the years and now I quite enjoy my alone time; In fact, I quite look forward to it. I’m rather fond of travelling along – metro stations, airports, taxis to buses and autos; I love eating alone with a book; Walking on my own with my music is the best form of relaxation. Going to watch a … Continue reading “Solo è buono” →
Ritesh Sidhwani and Farhan Akhtar have, for quite a while been making movies which appeal to audiences with absolutely ordinary, even mundane lives to break free; they have been screaming out ‘One life, live it to the fullest’. Be it the original college boys in ‘Dil Chahta Hai’, or the superbly inspiring Hrithik Roshan story in ‘Lakshya’, the musical muses in ‘Rock On!’, to the most recent of bromances in … Continue reading “Paint it Red and Blue” →
The world is talking about it. The date has been long anticipated – so many are in mourning and the posters are aptly touching the right nerve. It indeed, all ends here. I can still remember the first day that I was introduced to J.K. Rowling and her magical world – I was loaned a copy of ‘Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone’ which I gobbled up and there was … Continue reading “The Boy Who Lived” →
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” →
In Bengali, there is a term we commonly refer to as ‘Maatir Manush’, which briefly means ‘made of the earth’ – it’s a connotation for somebody as simple as the soil, basic, true and strong. The past few days I have been heavily immersed in folk music – belonging to the remotest parts of the country and beyond its borders. The madness begun with Assameese, then extended to a little … Continue reading “Drunken in Folklore” →
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” →