How not to book your International Flight Tickets – The End or is it?

Part - I Part - II Part-III Part-IV It was my first International flight. And everything that could go wrong had gone wrong. Having gone through this entire struggle, perhaps I should have been happy but I was indifferent instead. The Air India flight attendants were middle aged, friendly, but also and busy. I greeted [...]

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How not to book your International Flight Tickets – A ray of hope

Part - I Part - II Part - III The gloomiest day ever. I tried to divert my attention by watching people, reading a bit, writing a bit, eating little and mostly weeping my heart out in a way that nobody noticed. Morning, Noon, Evening. I wish time had passed as quickly as these three [...]

How not to book your International Flight Tickets – The Shock therapy

Part - I Part - II Despite the heavy rains outside, somehow it was just me in the whole airport who had been so visibly affected by it. After having relieved my bladder and changed my clothes at the washroom, I engaged in yet another interesting conversation with the attendant inside. She told me how [...]

How not to book your International Flight Tickets – The Beginning

Part - I The two months that I had stayed in my home thinking I would be reading, writing and even perhaps learning how to play Piano had ended. I hadn't read. I hadn't written. I had forgotten whatever I learnt about playing Piano. I had spent my youth and my old age waiting in [...]

An unnecessarily guilty glance

I  am waiting outside the juice shop, thirsty and tired, putting an enormous amount of expectation on a tiny glass of sugarcane juice that is yet to be served. My face is smeared  in pink and yellow and some other weird combinations. My arms are still tingling from what could have been a regretful sunburn after [...]

I am so fucking jealous!

I am so jealous of your pretty face, of the perfect way you put your eyeliner, of your lipstick shade,of your ear rings and your bangles, of your body, of your amazing dressing sense. I am so jealous of your photographs on facebook, of beautiful places and beautiful people, of your bike rides, video diaries, [...]

Hasta la vista Losers!

Four years of college, four years of "educational trip", four years of emotional harvesting and four years of figuring out who I am - My engineering in a nutshell. I know it hurts to think that it has all ended but read on to find some inspiration and maybe a little smile on your face.

Grieve no more, oh heart!

I have made a lot of mistakes in my life. I have cried, I have regretted, I have cursed myself over and over and wished to die. But then, amongst all the blues, I find this poetic mysterious alter ego of mine that never ceases to remind me that all nights have dawns and things are never that bad, This poem is the one I read when I feel most depressed. And all of a sudden, all my worries are gone. Hope it does the same to you.