I like this…this understanding of ours. (I am assuming we have one) I like the fact that my bare feet don’t have to be pricked by fallen stray sweet white sugar candy. Or that I have to sweat and tire myself under wrongly-designed and horribly-installed ceiling fans. May be, you do want me to do[…]
I Return and I Repost. For those who read my earlier post, please bear the repetitions and look for the new additions. Also, sincere apolgies to those who are very geographical about boundaries. I meant no offense.For a much clearer picture of my feeble attempts at inducing creativity please click here!!
It’s amazing how images on a screen can evoke emotion. I never fancied myself as an iron bending macho but nor had I thought that I’d be the one dying to break into a cry over movies. Indeed, though some do movies leave me helpless and such is the case with Bhansali’s BLACK. The movie[…]
Most of all it is her locks that miss. Before she straightens them out or after, they still manage to tangle me. Seldom are they appreciated enough. She doesn’t care. She also knows nothing about the two lines that form at the end of her lips at either side. Her mirror doesn’t reflect her correctly[…]
And therefore never send, for anyone to know, for whom the bell tolls, It tolls for thee…
A simple schedule always makes for a great holiday. Handful of my closest friends with the most twisted of histories since adolescent schooldays coupled with an accommodation a minute away from Baga beach and equally away from the market meant that I spent the weekend in the nicest manner I could. Getting up just in[…]