I kept a diary for 4 years till I transitioned into blogging all my thoughts.I have still kept those diaries though and once in a while I look through to see what life was like then.Some excerpts from my last diary that I called ‘A walk back into reality’: ———————————————5…
Lately I’ve been feeling like I’ve been too tame and safe, not done enough in my years to have a life I can be proud of.
The next time you hear about a victim of abuse and think of her (or him) as weak, think again. Violence is so much more complex than you know.
Every cloud has a silver lining. And every great picture has an ugly blotch somewhere (a la nazar ka tikka). Take my workplace, for instance. Interesting work, great people (yes…I’m sooooo lucky!). And there is the canteen. I have rechristened it PPP….that’s Piggy’s Poison Plaza. It is a treasure trove…
Indian men must be the only ones in the world to take pride in calling themselves ‘mama’s boys’.
I wrote about my colleague’s overwhelming curiosity over my blog. The story continues… Life is very difficult for a techno-greek….ah, now I’ve learnt to delete cookies and temp files but I’m still paranoid that someone will be able to figure out the sites I access. So I decided….the next best…
One of my friends was taking stock of our batch the other day. It has been over two years since we passed out into the corporate world, fresh off the b-school production floor. We started together but our careers have gone in different directions and at different speeds. Right from…
Sometimes I’m so angry I keep quiet only because I think I’d spew flames and not words. Some days I look at people I see everyday and I notice the worry lines on their faces so clearly, it is all I can do to stop myself from reaching out to…
One of my colleagues is a blogger and he mentioned the fact proudly at our introductory session. Since I was the first in the group to check out his blog, he figured (quite accurately) that I must be a blogger too. And ever since then, he’s been hounding me for…
As promised Iyer, here’s the link…yes, I keep my promises, I’m not a man! I have said before that I like men and in this post I’m going to demonstrate why. But first, dear readers, please trot over to the aforementioned link for a prelude to this post! I was…
