I hesitate to accept that it was the miles between us that led to the erosion. While the summer heat wages a winning battle against an aged apartment air conditioner, I continue my pointless pondering. How did it come to this? Why must I need to hit the interstates each time I need company of[…]
First day of class in a new school had the pudgy kid scared in good measures. His father dropped him on his way to work and promised to return to pick him up in the afternoon. Not wanting to stand out, he found himself short handed by the “Fancy” clothes he was wearing as he[…]
Funnily, the realization dawned on a Thursday morning. There was, indeed, nothing special about that day. It was just an odd day in the monthly may calendar and it happened to be a Thursday. Not your world-changing-Mondays or your-everything–is-great with this world Fridays. A plain-Jane-run-of-the-mill Thursday! While there were many reasons for this momentous change,[…]
Waking up early on Saturday and Sunday mornings is against the very essence of being Dushyant. Yet, He manages to get me out of bed with a leap and wag my tail furiously like a dog who just found out he was about to go for a walk. To all who think formula one motor[…]
The curse of the Capricorn is plenty worrisomeFirstly there is the ambition and there is so much to be done.At times, I wonder if cars are my only domain.Would I be better or happier at any other game? Perhaps I could have been a chef in a niche jointExcelling in Maratha cuisine and cooking to[…]
You seem a tad troubled. Do sing me your worries. If I do, would you make it better? Are you the answer to this tragedy? No, I have very few answers. I am here to see if you are asking the right questions. Oh I see. You are but a rhetoric ringer. Perhaps a cliché[…]
Go Michael!Go!
It is often quoted that one should not come face to face with one’s heroes. It is usually a let down as even heroes seem disappointingly real and falter like mere mortals. San Francisco was a city that had been on mind ever since the Alistair McLean novel I read back in the 8th grade.[…]
Exhausted and horrified, I ended my resistive efforts as they tied me down on the chair. I gasped a few breaths and began wriggling again, my wrists and my ankles against the coarse industrial rope. Understandably, my captors were not pleased and promptly landed another blow on me. I stopped trying for a while. “You[…]
“My life is brilliantMy love is pureI drive an angelOf that I am sure!” –Inspired by James Blunt Desperately seeking curves in a ridiculously straight mid west America had me seeking bikers in the office and asking them for roads that actually involve drivers staying awake. One such road took me from Ann Arbor along[…]