Life In The Fast Lane
Mostly life in this city goes by in a blur and all that you remember of it is the numbers. The numbers really do a number on all of us.
Mostly life in this city goes by in a blur and all that you remember of it is the numbers. The numbers really do a number on all of us.
Postcards to #StorySeekers with love from @AlphabetSambar
I was terribly amused by the extra ‘tadka’ that this restaurant adds to its language alongside its food! It probably was very rude to laugh, when I read the top line which read ‘Motter Panir’. Then true to Mumbaiker form, perpetually seeking improvement, the manager instructed the ‘board-writer’ to correct…
I started this as a Tiny Tale. But Anish Vyavahare added a chapter to it making it a collaborative effort and a bigger story. That got up featured on Protagonize’s editor’s weekly picks. I’ve just added the third chapter. You can read just my two pieces independently or read the…
I’m home today after living through the first natural calamity in my life – the Mumbai floods of July 2005. My city drowned and floated.
“I like this”, she says, “I like us.”“We are a comfortable close.” And she smiles at the picture on her screen one last time before switching it off.
A sense of rootlessness assails meHere I am, two and a half decades old…and feeling every minute of itLiving charades every dayJuggling roles and discarding masks for newer onesDoing everything right, hoping there’ll be an answer at the end. Running, running, constantly runningTo keep up with this carnival I’m a…
ah Mars,is it? 🙂
@ Shreyasi: I didn’t even know it was a song! 😛 I’ve been orbitting Mars over the weekend…crash-landed so just coming back to my senses. Will call u in the week.
Love that song and loved your old poetry too…where have you been?