All You Need Is Love *
We’d rather be immortalized as heroes or villains in history than survive the daily mundane. Love makes us fools.
We’d rather be immortalized as heroes or villains in history than survive the daily mundane. Love makes us fools.
When someone opens a window inside you and holds up candlelight.
We live in cold storage during the week, shutting away emotions, fears, aches and fevers till such a time that we can experience them ‘on our own time’.
While PMS is no excuse for bad behavior, it is an experience that no woman is proud of. It isn’t funny to be at the mercy of chemicals that your own body produces and whose side-effects science has still been unable to find an adequate solution to. Quite alarming to…
Wet weather, and cold drops trickle down the back of my neck. And the roads are slippery. Still, I seek refuge. The nasty wet rain says to me, Oops, I missed a spot! in mock-sheepishness. And so you did!! I mock-retort back and supress a smile. There are places even…
As I read a story about fairytale characters in New York, my childhood comes back to me. I remember why my fanciful notions were set that way. I’m angry.
These things never go away.If there has ever been history, it will show even if you are in the same room. Yes, very dramatic. And perhaps romantic. Heartening, even to some. But reality seems to indicate otherwise. Attraction, like everything else, is impermanent. Or perhaps I’m only thinking of fancy…
I’m bored with men and their silly games. I’m tired of women and their wicked wiles.
Someone invent a new sex. I’m fed up with this staple diet.
Friday evening and I was leaving work. Later than expected, about 3 hours later than I’d have wished. I got into the cab and paused for those brief seconds that are those rare occurances in a Mumbaiker’s day when he or she thinks of absolutely nothing. Then snapping back into…
Rainy days that seem like Mondays in Mumbai. And we are already off to a bad start.