a memoir of etchings and wanderings
I happened to go through some old posts yesterday and came across the first one I had ever written here. I realised that I’ve been writing for over three years. Over the years, I have been rather regular. Probably missed a month or two in the middle when work was crazy, but mostly, anything significant in the last few years has been carefully documented. I have Richa to thank, for coming down … Continue reading “Tangerine” →
“You may say I’m a dreamer, But I’m not the only one. I hope someday you’ll join us. And the world will live as one.” Happy Belated, Birthday – John Lennon.
India is a land of diversity. I often find myself explaining to people how diverse we actually are. Out of the multitude of languages, cultures, religions and beliefs, what interests me most is how we are able to maintain our secularist nature. For over years, countries have fought over a religion or two. We have over 35,000 gods in the Hinduism sect. The magnitude of the coexistence is indeed … Continue reading “The Elusive Divine” →
London through rose-tinted glasses I dreamt of London last night. I dint know why but its still as clear as it can get. There wasn’t anything eventful in the dream but I found myself roaming endlessly and aimlessly in the city. I took pictures of the Big Ben and Instagrammed it (Yes, even in the subconscious) I lived in a house with a bright red door. I … Continue reading “London Dreams” →
Seems like just the other day that I was packing bags and cartons to send via Gati to Kolkata. Only last week that I walked into the cabin at Edelman India to say goodbye. Just the last weekend that I had such a gloriously drunken time with the girls at home. And just like that I look at the calendar and it’s been a month at Zeenah today. It’s a … Continue reading “Month-old” →
I’ve lifted this video and the inspiration to this post off a friend’s blog. How could I not. There are love stories and then there are these. Pixar has and continues to transport us into a world which we might never be able to visit with their imagination and belief in magic. This part of the 2009 animation movie ‘Up’ is beyond words. Eight minutes of living … Continue reading “Paradise Falls” →
This used to be one of my favourite songs during graduation. I think I was around 18 then. We had a college band. They were pretty good. They also let me sing sometimes. I also performed on stage. ‘Fix You’ by Coldplay. Wearing a saree. Yes. I should upload that video sometime. *** So, autumn is here. It is probably my second favourite season … Continue reading “When September Ends.” →
Out of the hundreds of songs that we hear over the course of our days, some we groove to, others we add to the ‘Favourites’; some we forget about, others which stay with us; some remind us of a person or a memory, others which are genuinely random. Once, in a while – there is that one song – one voice – one line – that just leave you stunned. I … Continue reading “Language of the Gods…” →
The luxuries of the opulent make for an abundant discussion. What can one not do with wallets bursting with currency. As I spend the first half of a very early Thursday morning at a plush golf course in uptown Muscat, this only become clearer. In recent times, golf has become one of the most exclusive, for-the-rich-only sports. It probably already was, in the West, but the trend has gradually travelled … Continue reading “Tee Time” →
There was a boy. He was everything any girl could dream of. He would do just anything to see her smile. He always had a handkerchief to lend and a shoulder to cry on. He went out of his way – too many times. He would treat her mother as his own. He loved her voice. He would make cards and write letters to her. He knew exactly what could … Continue reading “#TrueStory” →