a memoir of etchings and wanderings
Today the sun is hidden behind a thick cloud cover. Today I’m thinking of driving away, with the wind in my hair. Today feels like the perfect day to lie in a hammock and sip at pink lemonade. Today, I want to call a friend and tell them I miss them. Today makes me think where I’d go if I could fly. Today I’m dreaming with eyes wide open. Today, … Continue reading “About Today” →
Muscat, for me is so packed with memories that there is probably no such place that I can go to without being reminded that this is the place where I grew up. Just this morning, on my way to work I spotted a man who looked like someone I knew. Identifying an uncanny resemblance, I twisted in my seat to get a better look as the car whooshed past. Hoping … Continue reading “The Withdrawn Mathematician” →
Books. I love everything about them. The mysteries they hold. The satisfying whiff when I hold them close. The anticipation when you have to leave them midway and the gratification in having completed a story. Reading from Mischief Managed, I thought of listing the ones that top my list and the ten authors who will always be on my auto-buy list. J.K. Rowling. For the pure magic she spins. Except … Continue reading “Turning Pages” →
Football, to me has always been a game that epitomises honesty, sweat and sportsmanship. Last night’s La Liga match was everything but those. From the very little that I understand about football, I have been able to decipher that it is one of the cleanest of sports. I must have been crazy to think that shoving and fixing would not be overlooked by FIFA. Evidently, it was. Now, to clear the air, … Continue reading “El Clásico” →
A couple of new beginnings. The tense excitement that follows. I’ve mustered the courage to put myself out there and dream. Now to reach out and make it happen. Here’s to a shubhaarambh.
For anyone who loves movies, the Academy Awards are a definite calendar event. Thanks to a friend living in New York, I caught around half an hour of the show being live streamed on a shady website. My favourites from the evening: # Charlize Theron in that pristine Christian Dior Haute Couture dress, Roger Vivier shoes, and Harry Winston jewellery. Stunner. Dazzle! # Adele winning for Skyfall. # Daniel Day … Continue reading “Cinema Gold” →
“We all come from the sea. But we are not all of the sea. Those of us who are, we children of the tides, must return to it again and again.” *** When a movie starts with such a quote, is there any other way than to devour it? I had been waiting for this one for a while. It’s about a sport that I find daunting, yet fascinating. Surfing. … Continue reading “#LiveLikeJay” →
A toast. To the days when the roof was leaky. The midnight birthday revelries. To the horror that were exams. The peals of laughter at silly jokes at group study sessions. To the dreadful lack of nutrition. The small joys that chicken lollypops could bring. To missing family, but having friends around. The clouds floating through windows. To being angry with everything. The singing aloud while on trips. To not being able … Continue reading “One Day…” →
Talent lies in the most unapparent places. Could you imagine that popular Indian advertising jingles such as ‘Washing powder Nirma’ and ‘Vicco Turmeric’ could be songs you’d like to add to your iPod and listen to? This video of Attulya Singh aka Atty was shared virally some years ago and I couldn’t get this boy’s voice out of my head. Never thought that a cover of Govinda – Karisma Kapoor starred ‘Goriya … Continue reading “Atta-boy!” →
Meaning wanderer in Assamese, it is quite a fascinating word. From my brushes with the language, I understood the similarities Assamese has with my mother tongue – Bengali. Then I came across Angaraag Mahanta, better known as Papon – now one of Bollywood’s leading vocalists. I first heard him sing ‘Jiyein Kyun’ in the absolutely rubbish Bollywood flick – Dum Maaro Dum. Wondering where he had been hiding all these years, I … Continue reading “Jajabor” →