Not sure, which Mumbai I fell in love with more!
It was peak afternoon around 2:30PM. The sun was not that bright and clouds were neither too heavy on the city. But with no idea of traffic on the roads and the uncertainty with which it rains in the city, I was rushing to the…
[BBSR – PartII] The legacy in murmurs!
The Sun Temple Konark is not just another temple. It is a place you visit where The Chakra of Life comes complete contd… I wake up to the vibrations that I could feel, as if in my dreams, just to see 18 missed calls. The…
[BBSR – Part I] Bhima and Manas: A Tale of Two Priests
A day spent in the legacy of the place called Bhubaneshwar, where the time seems to have paused. A glimpse of the 166 Nritya Mudras at Bhubaneshwar Airport it is 11:45 AM when the plane lands with a thud and we wake up to these…
The Lost Touch – Far from our ownself
When days get busier, you get prudent with how you spend time – even a speck of it because you, I and all of us want to make the most of each second of our lives. Isn’t it? But are we really doing it? In this fast…
It’s been long since I said Hello
It was a few days ago when I logged into my facebook account after quite a while. I realised it was nearly a month. I started scrolling down the newsfeed. After 4-5min of non-stop wild goose chase, I realised I couldn’t find updates from many…
Over a Cup of Dreams, we find (un)happiness!
[It had been a tiring day. From back to back meetings, and running hither-thither talking to customers and advocates, flinching some important insight that could be a great marketing shizz – it was time to unplug and wrap around the wire of the charger and…
To one who believed ‘life is a celebration’
white bu shirt, white trousers, white shoes, a glistening bald head, black shades and a charm that caught attention – those are the first memories I have of this man. Going back 24years in time…. It was a bright sunny afternoon and I along with…
People or Places?
In the last 45 days, I read 3 books – all three of them on the same theme. Visiting places through the lens of people. People – who have been part of the place for years and generations; people who migrated a few years back…
Ravana ko maarna baad mein, pehle dhoond to lo
Ravana ko maarna baad mein, pehle dhoond to lo The first step towards killing the Ravana is tough. But the zeroth step towards the same is tougher – Finding the Ravana. Yeh kalyug hai, itna bhi mushkil nahi hona chahiye Ravana ko dhoondna (it shouldn’t…
The Kid who poured warmth!
“He walked into the room empty handed but with a baggage of his thoughts. Last few days had been tough for him questioning the status quo and the decisions he had made for himself. Not all things matter but few matter more than rest of…
To Survive!
All those who survive are the winners and all those who win are the survivors. Is it? And is it so important to win always in that case? All of us are blinded by survivorship bias, not by choice but by default. From the…
We are all a Jar full of cigarette butts!
Yes. Strange though it sounds! It always amazes me that how day after day things seem to be all still yet when you look back at the years; nothing seems to be constant – not even a fraction of it! But it makes me question…