Right Left Right

It is Easter time! While the world is celebrating the resurrection of the Saviour I cannot help but reminisce the hullabaloo of a celebration that Easter used to be during school days at my mountainous home-town, the bitter-sweet days that were. Colourful Easter eggs and candies would magically mushroom in the several bakeries across the... Continue Reading →

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‘Begin Again’

Often, rather most of the times, I ponder at my murderous obstinacy to hold on, to have wrongly imagined I have let go of times which push me into the spiralling depths of despondency, to have unfaithfully assumed I have emerged, battle worn, from my crumbling state to a happier one! No I do not... Continue Reading →

Bahadur: The Expatriate

Bahadur was a legend to us, the children, a hero and a saviour in ways more than one; he was there to chase away the neighbour’s menacing Pomeranian, there to light up a happy bonfire on cold winter nights, dancing and singing around the fire while we clapped and laughed, and save the best of... Continue Reading →

I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas

Another Christmas Eve went by, close to more than two months ago; another Christmas day spent in the heat of the city, another Christmas night when the sound of firecrackers violently echoed through the night sky rather than the happy peal of church bells from childhood; another Christmas time where poly-chrome stars and mistletoe did... Continue Reading →

The Tenth Reason Why I Must Remain Single

Precisely two years ago, I remember, pink and red were the colours of the city amidst the shades of dust and sunset. Balloons and festoons embellished every storefront; diligent Radio Jockeys happily gave away free passes to the 'lucky two', the only music you heard on the radio were that of confessions of love, of... Continue Reading →

Your Happy Abode

Pink trumpet trees, across the city, are blossoming sooner, Climate change, angrily, claim the newspapers in bold letters. The blushing flowers remind me of a nippy March, the previous year, When, smiling, I'd send you the glorious bloom in tinted pictures.   Leafless grim trees, skeletal branches, knotted and dark, Are draped in pink against... Continue Reading →

A Happier New Year

I distinctly remember the single recurrent question that parents, acquaintances, and teachers alike loved to exercise upon me and at the children in my growing up days; with quite a cruel twinkle in their eyes, an anticipation, rather a certainty, that our answers would mirror their thoughts they, happily and a with confidence soaring high,... Continue Reading →

‘Hurry Up, We’re Dreaming’

'What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare.'  I remember reading the poem 'Leisure' by W. H. Davies when I was in my fourth standard, a very long time ago. Understanding little of the poem, save the idea of a paused life, leisure, then, to a child... Continue Reading →

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