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Bookish

Carry You Home

David Meyer can hear the murmur of his injured heart when he goes running. It takes him a couple...

Poetry - The Antidote to Life

Believer

From now on, I will grow quiet, gesture you in for potato soup I made just that morning. I will...

Wayfaring Stranger

Safarnama

About a year and a half ago, someone recommended that I read Dozakhnama by Ravishankar Bal. Read...

Currently Learning

When R was creating the new look for the blog, I asked him to incorporate a space where I could stack whatever I was doing/learning/watching at a given point of time. That gave birth to the ‘Currently Savouring’...

Decoding Freedom

I was walking towards Marine Drive today. It was 8:30 pm. Along the sidewalk, there’s a Tanishq store – a huge jewellery selling outlet. One of the showcases was fitted with white light that fell on the floor. This...

Wait for me

One of those days when I have wanted to kick back my shoes, and just lay down somewhere, anywhere, and I did. When I’ve pulled down the fastens from my hair and ran my fingers through it not worrying about how they fall....

Long Overdue Notes

I seem to have forgotten how to blog from the phone. I would have preferred a laptop to make a mention on this blog. However, that’s not happening anytime soon. I’m back in Istanbul after spending a good 8 days in...

Notes to Self

I don’t know what merit there is in believing that history will not be repeated with you. Where does the heart get that kind of brazen hope? Hope, which tells you that what’s been proven to happen with someone else...

Lingering Taste of Freedom

Today I saw The Secret Life of Walter Mitty. Suffice to say that it’s an absolutely wonderful movie. There’s a scene in the movie when Walter Mitty skates down a long road on a skateboard to get to an air field. I...

Forecasting or the lack of it

When a project at work is about to end, we go looking for another one. To be fair, someone else goes looking for us, and then we comply, or as it happens in most cases, we don’t. The phase when this transition occurs is...

Vaporization

I have a persistent feeling that something which weighed down my world was lifted last night as I lay asleep. In some inexplicable way, it was unlocked, unchained, and let free such that it welled up, watched me sleep, and then...

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