through the looking glass The strangeness of 2017 was so stark that I didn’t have the strength to summarize it before the year ended. We are almost a month in to the new year of 2018 and I finally think I am at peace with the year that was. I can’t characterize 2017 in one[…]

Wishful thinking? Delhi destroyed me. The winter temperatures were considerably milder than Michigan yet I got the chills inside the house. The floors were permanently frozen and the cold air clung to my lungs. In the afternoons, the sun would attempt to warm up things but that did not help indoors. When I was outdoors, I[…]

There are two ways in which you can get to know your car really well. The first one requires two buckets of clean water, micro fiber cloths, pH neutral shampoo and gentle time to hand wash your car. It is only then that you become acutely aware of all her surface complexities. From afar, her[…]

it is lust, it is torturous  And I’m aiming right at you  

It is unbelievable and incredibly humbling that I am getting to experience this feeling again. I now know twice what it feels to yearn intensely and then on nonchalant summer day actually get what you want. What started in a Tata Motors library and ended in a Lotus, began again in the Porsche museum. And[…]

Regret crosses the finish line for another lap Seven years ago, on this day, I bought a car that I had dreamed of since I was 17 years old. I had read about this British car maker slash race car manufacturer and his incessant love for small, lightweight and remarkably agile cars. His philosophies had[…]