Office Space: A Different Home
I spend most of my waking day at work. It is my home and the holder of my identity. How can the space not be important?
I spend most of my waking day at work. It is my home and the holder of my identity. How can the space not be important?
When I was a kid, the apartment two floors above us was occupied by two ladies. They were both teachers. One of them was tall and stern-looking. The other one was short, roly-poly and generally jovial as you would expect someone of such a build to be. Both of them…
Friday* evening is when the city comes alive with a vengeance. As if it were sleeping the rest of the time. But Fridays are a frenzy of partying and drinking and laughing too loud. In a frantic attempt to drown out the panic of life running out faster than we…
I keep getting asked why I want commitment if it’s such a terrible thing. My reasons may not be all deeply soulful or romantic or even honorable.
The Non-relationship because… The Non-conversation because… The Non-boyfriend because… The Non-breakup because… When did we ever say anything about getting together? *Latin for “It does not follow”. Just like men and relationships. Hmph.
The Landmark bookstore opens its doors on 23rd January 2009. Landmark has been shut these past three months after a fire broke out in Infinity Mall where it is housed, causing much damage to merchandise and fittings. Mercifully no human casualties except of course for avid Landmarkers who’ve missed the…
I was at a seminar with a group of people recently when one of them declared that he was gay. In the lunch break, one of my friends slipped over to me and whispered, Of all the people, I never would have guessed that this guy was gay. I didn’t…
Can I claim to have a Ph.D. in Emotion? Let me try and prove it. I present my case for ‘thinking too much’ when it comes to Relationships.
Last month, someone I worked with died. I was his boss. He was only 25. In memory of Sidhant Talpade, a good friend and the loss I did not expect.
I’m reading a book called Rubbish Boyfriends. But hang on, that’s not all that’s responsible for this mood o’ mine. I’ve been talking (and talking and talking) to the following women: A has been steadily (as opposed to happily) married to a ‘Who says we get it right the first…