‘You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope some day you’ll join us and the world will live as one’ John Lennon, in one of his most famous songs, sings these lines towards the end, dreaming of one world, sans boundaries, sans the differences that we happily and grudgingly... Continue Reading →


A fog has been shadowing the hills, and caressing the summit they merge with the grey clouds. The green of the hills, a shade deeper than the darkest green to the point of noir are drenched in the unseasonal batter of the rain that refuses to stop, a depression someone claims over the ever-depressed Bay... Continue Reading →

My Murky Cove

Grey clouds, from the horizon, blotchy and sombre Sail cross a yellow sky, and over the city Benignly they gather. Groaning, rumbling, a shade of purple they flash. Mercilessly teasing the parched earth they choose Not to splash. Will the heavens part, oh will it rain, I stare and stare! But prayers, unanswered, return to... Continue Reading →

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 →

‘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 →

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