I am driven by fear. It can be of the irrational kind, emotional or sometimes raw unadulterated fear that leaves me in a state of stupendous shock. And when it hits me, I cannot wait to overcome it or have it dissipate. Yet, strangely just as soon as I return to a state of predictable[…]
I had long romanticized the lack of an agenda when it came to vacations. I cannot blame the lack of opportunities since I traveled a fair bit in my last country. But every time it came down to the execution of the vacation plan, I would start frantically looking for my notebook and the closest[…]
It is vaguely worrying how cloyingly hopeful I have now become. I am convinced that I was benchmark case of quarter life crisis. I believed that I would transition from one crisis to the other as I grew older. As painful as the last few years were I am beginning to see their point and[…]
You will have to imagine a much older and a simpler Mumbai. It was called Bombay back in those days. To get the timing right you will have to work hard to consciously eliminate the color from your heads and picture the next few sentences in pure monochromatic black and white. If you are older,[…]
A constant drain, a flow that cannot be stopped Of what you had in plenty, the day you were born. A quality with a fairly negative connotation, Mistaken for ignorance but commonly known as naivety. Growing up is its most common enemy, But there are others that stand unsuspected. Books that inform, movies that show[…]
How do I turn down the turn down service? I am now considering maintaining an open topic list for all the little nagging things that are still remaining to be done. Moving in to the new apartment in Germany has brought along countless tasks that are now in desperate need of prioritization and execution. At[…]
Step right on through “Welcome to Dilli”, her eyes said,Mischievously, as if she knew what awaitedBetween the large footpath equipped roadsAnd the magical small world heritage lanes As I flew in, the ostentatious cliche held true,There was more perfume than cabin pressure,As if a flying steel tube transported a wedding party,To a city that had[…]
Sand in my shoes (Photo Courtesy : Praveen Chavannavar) The legs feel like lead. There is a slight pinging pain in your left knee. A remnant of an old injury is making a comeback at the worst of times. The strides feel out of sync. I feel like I am stressing my right leg more.[…]
If I had a choice, I would swap any kind of emotional pain with a straight forward physical pain. Give me an injury over a heart break. Give me a sprain over a lost friend. Worst-case, give me a fracture over failure. Sadly, I don’t ever have that choice and quite likely I might end[…]
As the months and years stack up I realize that it is harder to determine when was the last time I did something for the first time and actually considered it worthwhile beyond an insignificant statistic. So when a chance came by for me to go sailing I decided to jump on it right away.[…]