The first time I was offered a trip to Rishikesh was in 2005 by Prashant. It took close to four years for me to make it happen for myself; it took close to 23 years for me to make a leisure trip without parental guidance with base as Delhi; and the feeling…. :)… let’s not … Continue reading The U.K. closer to home
For a woman like me, it’s being single and living in a cold place. Would never have to bother about hair on arms and legs. 😐 Continue reading You know what’s utopian?
Did I ever write here about how well I manage to surprise myself? I’m beyond surprised right now. My hunches, and the ‘feeling’s that I get about things, are so unbelievably true that I am completely out of words right now. Actually, I am laughing. I’m laughing! At myself, at people, the situations, the circumstances…. … Continue reading Almost hysterical*
One radio station or the other plays the masakkali song every morning at 8:40. I remember how they used to play come to me by Abhishek Bachchan every morning at a fixed time too. But it’s funny how masakkali tells me how late I am running. Sometimes I am at East of Kailash when it … Continue reading Daily Diary
Listen to this song.I love this song.It’s an anthem now.Add to the poetry.Play it in a loop. But you know what, it ends too. And then it haunts. Continue reading 3 Doors Down
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