As far as I can recall, there have been very few times when I couldn’t wait for a year to come an end. There hasn’t been a single prominent reason but 2016 has been such a tiring year. The sum under the curve integrated so steeply that I was exhausted in fall already. The onslaught[…]
Suppressed majorities It’s thanksgiving season now. The turkey jokes are flying around, waiting to be slaughtered and rehashed over dinner. The weather is bludgeoning us with its pre-winter cold grey drab mallets. The trees have ended their resistance and accepted their bare fate for the next few months. Yet, or perhaps despite the coldness, I[…]
Festive lighting Is it possible that I have forgotten the art of celebration? I don’t know what it is about this year but I am struggling to celebrate it well. It is not that I am downtrodden and in despair. On the contrary, I am blessed with a beautiful wife who supports me endlessly. A[…]
Awaiting destiny’s arrival The 15th of August is here. The day of independence for a ‘newish’ country that will always be my home. It is also the day when I left that country on for another country that I chose to chase my dreams in. And I have used that coincidence for the last thirteen[…]
Are we out of the woods yet? Have I ever mentioned how much I love camping? While others fret about the lack of facilities that keep us clean and moisturized, I begin to shed the awkward pounds of routine, the terrifying weight of expectation and the artificial complexity of life. I dream of super cars[…]
I am an emotional chap. And especially when it comes to numbers. The tangibles of mathematics are enough to exude irrational feelings. It remains my fall back option on very important anniversaries. Today, my dad starts his last birth year in his sixties and as I write this in my mid-thirties. This is what life does[…]
Republic of Visas My wife has a knack for pertinent observations while I occupy myself with observations that are either pointless or slightly poignant. Besides, she has a natural advantage over me since she is new here. I am just old here in the United States. One of her pertinent observations included how Indians here[…]
making room She appears to be the same. But she isn’t. There is a glitch here that I can plainly see. Not because I hadn’t been with her for so long. It is because I see her differently now. How does one get back with someone with whom one never broke up with? Well, first,[…]
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