A Brief Introspection on Blogging,

I can't say I have not been writing. I have but not for this blog. Didn't even invite a guest writer in the meantime - if I can't write for my own blog, why should anyone else? The problem is not that I don't have anything to say. It's just that I have been thinking... Continue Reading →

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How’s life in England?

“So, how’s life in England?” My phone notifies me of yet another text bearing the same question I've heard daily since the past two months. And I am left wondering, yet again, how the hell do I answer this? How’s life in England? Each day, I wake up with a slight hangover because somehow I... Continue Reading →

I don’t miss home,

Of course I don’t miss home, Though it’s cold out here but that doesn’t necessarily mean that I miss the warmth. Of course I don’t miss home, Yes, I confess that the green bed of my dorm, The matching duvets and pillows aren’t as somniferous as the violet hues of my room, The humongous pin... Continue Reading →

A wasted vocabulary

Words give away, you know. The snitch. Ratting bastards. Force your detachment, a vehement denial or a secret acceptance for a fiction juxtaposed on a non-fiction and yet they would make the forbidden revelations anyway. Tell them not to and they would confess loudly and openly your hitherto secrets even before you could confess it to... Continue Reading →

How are you?

What do you mean? I mean I know what you mean but I don’t know. I don’t know how to answer that. How am I? Like the “W” in the word answer. Like the letters - U, E, U, E in the word queue. What’s that expression - French answer to this question? – comme... Continue Reading →

The man in the boxer shorts

I wish I could tell you how happening my mornings are. I went to office in spaceship the other day. What? Didn't I tell you my office is at moon? Or how I went on that long drive with Eddy (Edward Norton insists that I call him that) last Sunday morning. But no, my mornings... Continue Reading →

I wish I had some courage

I wish I had the courage to declare myself eccentric, to talk to myself in public ; loudly and clearly, to quit my job, to truly hate it and draw inspiration from that hatred, to be determined enough to never succumb to it again, to dream relentlessly or not to dream at all, to accept... Continue Reading →

Why I will never dream…

I will never leave the comforts of present , Or the wise learnings of my luxurious past, Just to embrace the unknowns and variables of future, I will never accept the possibilities aghast! Finding several reasons, suggestions, advice based on experience, I will analyze and over analyze, all the permutations & combinations, To and fro,... Continue Reading →

A happy ending

I feel like a child sometimes. My hand is held by my fate who happens to be my loving guide and we walk along this beautiful monotonous road that I love so much that I loathe it. I am easily distracted by the things that pass by our journey. And why wouldn't I be? Grass... Continue Reading →

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