David was in his garage with his arms on the side, stationary. He appeared like a man who had a plan but wasn’t sure if there ever was a good time to act on it. In a stupor almost, David stood still, staring but not looking at what’s ahead. He almost always retired to his[…]
Home in white As soon as I stepped out of the plane in Detroit, the crystalline coldness of the Michigan winter swept right over my body. And in a startling twist of expected reactions, the bitter winter weather seemed rather comforting. The familiarity of the coldness was strangely welcoming. As if to say, welcome home.[…]
Nashik In about 12 hours I will find myself slowly transforming from a non resident Indian in India to a resident alien in the US. It is a metamorphosis that I always struggle to associate a connotation with. I have now spent 25% of my life living away from home. Yet surprisingly, I am expected[…]
2010 was the year of the Lotus. And in essence, that summarizes all of it. But that robs me of my usual wandering renderings. So perhaps, I will just go on for a bit. Any year that quenches a dream that began since I was sixteen and one that needed me to save for over[…]
It is a curious and a heady mix of severe excitement and mild apprehension when it comes to going home. The feeling starts to gain traction when the fairly large sized airplane luggage bags come out of the store room. They open up their clams to vast amounts of space. It slowly dawns upon you[…]
I am done hearing about the virtues of moderation. As far as I am concerned, moderation is a lukewarm, stoic and an introverted cousin of being entirely forgettable. I have been practicing it religiously all this while with paltry consequences at best. It’s the mantra of being a vegetable. I really have myself to blame.[…]