Justice Is Served

It has been a long time since I wrote a morning ten-minute rant. But for the past couple of days, the pot is boiling in my head and the stock simmering just ready to bubble out. Today the boiling point was reached and here I am.  I don't know if God is a man or...

Choose Well

Choices ... How does one define the right choices? The things of course, can be chosen based on colour, shape, size blah blah. But the choices that define us, the choices that can make or break the life path we follow... How do we define the right choice? In a lifespan over forty years the...

UnPeopling

Friendship Day some twenty years back. Pa got me this dress during our trip to Goa in February 2002. Mom objected, but she objected to everything in her attempt to keep me down to earth. I think she succeeded some bit in the long run. But back then her success ratio was negligible. I would...

A Song and the Earworm Phenomenon

I have been trying my hand at lyric writing. A few words flow and then I lose myself to the tune. Music has always been a part of my life, thanks to my Pa. He introduced us to the Sound of Music and Boney-M. I don't recall him ever having played any instrument, he was...

Siempre

Siempre I came across this word Siempre while watching Spielberg’s The Westside Story (remake of the 1961 musical). I read this word before somewhere in a statement by the singer Madonna, the word remained though I did not delve deep to find its meaning. The word came up once again, this time in the movie...

Every Colour Dahlia

Every Color Dahlia The city haze covers the dawn. The sun rays hide in the misty gaze of my view that spreads across the horizon. Last, when I checked it was still termed as fog and not smog, and the air is breathable so I take the liberty of looking at the scene positively. The...

In Face of Death

"If death had a face, it will be of the nearest person you lost to the inevitable."This statement is my belief. The nearest I came to death was when my father died. It did not come to me as news but I witnessed it in front of my eyes. I live that episode every now...

Craving

The craving for love is one like the stomach has. You yearn for chocolate or dessert or something spicy but there is always this much you can have. You won't crave chocolate every day, you will crave for ice-cream on somedays or some spicy lasagne, sometimes it will be beer. Craving is natural but what...

Aipan – A Journey Back In Time

It makes me nostalgic. Little things that happened around me, that I imbibed into my being just like that. Like many of us who Are trying to keep a little bit of what they left behind. Traditions, not rigid rituals. Memories not compulsion. Festivals often bring back the yearning to go back into time. One...

Ten Minutes of Tea

I am an insomniac of sorts. I can barely sleep at a stretch for long hours and live with constant tryst with migraine because of lack of sleep. A good doctor once said that I am a writer and the thoughts keep playing in my head. The suggestion was to keep my writings regular. I...