If ‘all the world’s a stage’ was true for Shakespeare, ‘all the Stage’s a world’ has become the truth of my life. Between the first […] Read More
Like a breeze, you touched all of me cooling and comforting my sweating soul. 2
A montage of bygones hurries back. I can’t avoid it at this time of the night. A long train of irreversible past, reverberates in my […] Read More
( A poem for all the love we are capable of. ) Keep talking to me. I find happiness in it. Keep blabbering to me. […] Read More
The living grieve over the dead. Death is a strange affair. In it, the dead actually survive, the living die. 6
The Reluctant Fundamentalist was my doorway to Mohsin Hamid’s world- where prose is usually long, grappling and accommodating numerous ideas, and yet, lyrical. Hamid’s style […] Read More
Bollywood doesn’t often treat us with meaningful movies. ‘The Lunchbox’ directed by Ritesh Batra is a rare exception. Last week, I watched it for the umpteenth […] Read More
All other nights seem commonplace in the shadow of that night, where dormant feelings woke up to sight. An unspeakable, aching void was ladled by […] Read More
We tend to go back to the start, when the smells carried a meaning and a laugh, the impatient inner flutter stayed long after the […] Read More
Not long ago Bhubaneswar used to be a peaceful city, with its countless temples and moderate population. With one car to manage commute and other […] Read More