The trouble with travel

I’ve always found it hard to write about my travel experiences. I find that the typical reportage style strips away the essential flavours, while too rich a description doesn’t go down very well… Continue reading →

Alice in Wonderland

The sun had begun its descent as a tiny figure made its way up the hill. With chubby hands clutching a tottering pile of books and wild, curly hair swinging in the breeze,… Continue reading →

Tomorrow is another time

Two years ago, I moved out of the warm and protective shelter of DPS RK Puram into the churning waters of Delhi University into the breezy and watchful shelter of Lady Shri Ram… Continue reading →

The Bus Chaser

I’d see him every day. The bus would descend the flyover and he would appear, running straight ahead with one arm raised, an indescribable expression on his face. He’d barely make it each time.… Continue reading →

Writer’s block

It’s a painful process, I’ll have you know. And not imaginary, as I had scoffed for most of my life. It’s not unlike the loss of a loved one, except that that person… Continue reading →

A Breath of Fresh Air

Written for an assignment. The call for a new batch of troops had come yesterday. Nobody had bothered to stop by our house and inform us- none of us in the family were… Continue reading →

Yellow Summer

Ours was one of those typical, all-too-commonplace summer romances. And just like the others of our kin, and in spite of our efforts to go on past those sweltering days, we faded and drifted farther… Continue reading →

Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides

So I went and saw the fourth movie in the Pirates of the Caribbean series, On Stanger Tides Yes, I saw it a day before it released, all thanks to my Chachu and… Continue reading →

Black and Gold ♫

So there is this song, Black and Gold by Sam Sparro which I’m rather fond of. However, the lyrics don’t make too much sense. So, here is a brave attempt at some poetry,… Continue reading →

You dance, and then you sing

The Church bell had tolled twice, but she continued to sit in the black window of the black tower, looking up at the crescent moon. Tonight, the moon was shining extra bright and… Continue reading →