a memoir of etchings and wanderings
So I’ve made a deal with myself. You might ask, how does it feel now? I’ve promised to not let it hurt anymore. And not complain even if it does. I’ve been left behind a bit. Long strides were never my pride. Did you not hear that I’ve been crying out for help? But you’ve seen a gleaming light and are sprinting toward it. You’re unstoppable. Can I possibly blame … Continue reading “Mañana” →
“Cultivate solitude and quiet and a few sincere friends, rather than mob merriment, noise and thousands of nodding acquaintances”– William Powell Dear Mr. Powell, I found your quote on a status, and it got me thinking. Although in the world we live, this seems like a difficult thing, but its exactly what I endeavour to do.
So it has been a week that I returned from the States and I’m not even close to wearing off the jet lag. Now that I’m actually feeling more like myself, an account is necessary. So where shall I start… Reetika, Richa and I know each other from the time that we went to college at SCMS-UG – around the time that the iPod classic first generation was in vogue. Through … Continue reading “The American Sojourn!” →
Words are easy. They are just the things you say. In a quick moment of passion. In a heated argument. Or in a second of thoughtlessness. You can talk for hours and when you step out of a room, they may mean nothing. I don’t believe in promises. In those who build castles in the air. In dreams that need no foundation. In people who don’t think twice before … Continue reading “Words Are Wind.” →
An odd sense of delirium sweeps over me I close my eyes and see steaming sewer grates While violins are playing Viva La Vida in my head A quiet ache, with an unknown cause No known faces among the maddening crowd A familiar place, where you have little to discover A park bench that will be etched in your memory forever An odd sense of delirium. A maze of unconnected … Continue reading “Delirium” →
Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better, to paint a picture or write a letter, bake a cake or plant a seed, ponder the difference between want and need? Dust if you must, but there’s not much time, with rivers to swim and mountains to climb, music to hear and books to read, friends to cherish and life to lead. Dust if you must, but the world’s out … Continue reading “Dust, If You Must.” →
In a recently released Bengali comedy flick, there was a joke about popular culture Bengali music. It said that a ‘Bangla Band’ was an oxymoron. I think they were being kind. I clearly dislike most of the new age Bengali music, and personally think that its a real tragedy that the state that maestros like the Burmans, Salil Chowdhury and many others belonged to is now parched and running short … Continue reading “Winds Of Change…” →
” बगिया बगिया बालक भागे तितली फिर भी हाथ ना लागे इस पगले को कौन बताए ढूँढ रहा है जो तू जग में कोई जो पाए तो मन मे ही पाए “ *** Buddha speaks and Javed Akhtar reiterates. It is impossible to be content if you have all the riches in the world but a troubled heart. So that’s what we should strive for – to be calm, within.
This little island off the coast of Mexico has been on my radar for a while. Ask me why? Because it is a part of the planet where nature puts up a spectacular display that is not only immensely fascinating, but ethereal. Swimming with whale sharks. That’s what these Mexican waters have in store. Before you shake your head thinking that this is one of those things you’ve seen on … Continue reading “Isla Mujeres” →
What does one do when a boring weekend is coming to an end, when there’s absolutely nothing to watch on TV and when your favourite football team was defeated 4-0 marking the end of a rather disappointing season? Bake. Of course. I came across this recipe whilst Pinterest-ing and saved it, owing to the sheer simplicity that it promised. Can you thinking of mixing a few ingredients into your regular … Continue reading “Pocket Confectionery” →