Even if he didn’t like to admit it, he wasn’t exactly sure what he was doing standing in line with the other kids, dressed in a bright red T shirt and fairly tight black cycling shorts. The other kids around him were the usual sort; filled with disinterest, cracking paltry jokes and agreeably waiting on[…]
Closing the book on 2012 The last few years and my late twenties have sped past me at a very rapid rate. The speed was worrying but the fact that it wasn’t measurable was terrifying. Granted there was a major milestone in the form of my gorgeous Lotus Elise and few other road trips, vacations[…]
Escapism I had back in 2004 made, what I thought was, a very witty comment. I was returning back to India for the first time from the United States. As the plane made its final descent into Mumbai skies, I could distinctly notice a change of smell within the cabin. Almost as if the waft[…]
I haven’t yet been south of the equator but came really close to that dotted line on the globe during my travel to Singapore. I wasn’t sure what to expect there. I had heard from several sources that Singapore is an extremely clean city outrivaling most cities in the developed Western world. But besides the[…]
David could hardly be considered a socialite. His past embroiled in stealing Aston Martins had made him a recluse for many reasons. Even after he gave that up for Jennifer, he had remained his reticent self. He was also fairly awkward with Jen in most situations. This clumsiness she had once considered attractive, she hated[…]
Race tracks have an aura about themselves. There are not merely random asphalt spaghetti laid down between patches of field and grass. But rather, they string together a heightened sense of danger and anticipation that no other normal road can. As you approach a race track, you become aware of the clings of automotive wrenches[…]