Tuesday, December 13, 2011


Let me introduce you to the joys of a corn-cap. If you develop a patch of harmless tough skin on a limb or digit, you are expected to promptly cap it with a white bandage with what can only be described as a ‘ring of fire’ in the middle. The little felt surface contains a ‘medicinal’ (read mildly acidic or skin-eating) paste that will destroy your corn within a span of five days or less.

Meanwhile, you have to sit around, with a dirty white bandage on your foot or finger, patiently waiting for your skin to be corroded slowly. Is it just me, or does that sound like a government conspiracy right out of a flesh-eating-virus movie?

Just me, then? Fine!

Sunday, December 11, 2011


For every one you save, there is always one lost. and until you can distance yourself enough to see the pattern in which each loss and gain is just a thread in the fabric, each loss hurts.

And you can explain everything to yourself, bit by bit, till you think it makes sense. but then an epiphany, or something as insignificant as a cancelled plan, makes everything scatter like sunshine on water. then all is chaos, it's too loud to hear yourself over.

then what do you do?

Friday, September 9, 2011


when i'm alone, i'm more sedate, more sensitive, better attuned to the million vibrant details the universe wants to show me. i like myself better that way.

late night conversation with a friend made me articulate what i'd known about myself all along. i'm not a people person.

Friday, August 12, 2011

is 3 A.M. very late at night, or very early in the morning?

Sunday, July 24, 2011


i have so much to say, that i'm at a loss. constantly. so i blog less, talk less. instead i doodle, fold all my words into paper flowers in the brightest colours.

meanwhile, there's monsoon. unpredictable and abuzz with dragonflies. so i look up before it rains, and after, and grin to myself.
the last of the red is fading from the Gulmohars, still they leave the occasional perfect crimson blossom in my path.
red is the colour of wonder.

life has settled back in its own odd ways. some things one has to leave behind.

p.s.: in a city of 4.5 million people, there's not one decent pet and stray care clinic open on sundays. people just don't give a shit.

Friday, June 10, 2011


it's just beginning to dawn on me...what a detestable person i really am.
and this isn't an indulgent self-loathing exercise. believe me.
more and more people I've cared about deeply, fussed over, trusted, been proud of, criticized, loved, choose to make it clear that they hate me. I'm that something they can do without.

and it's a lot for one person to deal with.

p.s.: i have a job. boring, but it might pay well.

Thursday, May 19, 2011


why does everyone assume babies like to be cuddled?

Monday, May 16, 2011


my end semester exams are less than 24 hours away.

and so, i've found these:
feel afraid


oh, and i'm doomed.

Friday, April 29, 2011


I wish for the strength to gather up everything I've ever invested, and walk away.
quietly, unceremoniously, like I was never there.

I want to be able to find a way around this. I want to give myself a chance to get used to it. I want to last long enough for it to lose its sting. like it never happened.

till then, I wish for the strength to survive this. every day I try to reason it away. it's not a loss. I never had you.

Friday, February 11, 2011


just putting in a word for Ujaan, a 3 day music and art festival being organised in aid of the Sundarbans. the video is delightful. :)

for more information visit http://www.ujaanfestival.org/

Sunday, January 30, 2011


doing an average of five hours of classes four days a week, can do strange things to a person.
like making them drop their touchscreen phone into a large cup of milonda coffee.

my replacement phone has a red stripe along the edge. it's exactly the kind of phone I'd never buy.

there are about a dozen new puppies on campus, and that's more than enough to make me grin stupidly for the better part of the day. and then there are the people who complicate my life, and make it easier, all at the same time.
and the boimela haul to keep me engaged.

the first rain of the year fell this evening.