Moonlight Walk
A poem about a moonlight walk.
Sambar Masala
When sambar isn’t sambar without masala powder, why are we to accept a matrimonial match with no attraction?
Tell Me Your Dreams
When is the last time you wished for something? In fact, when was the last time you allowed yourself to want something? Without telling yourself that it was…impractical…unachievable…wrong…silly…unmentionable…impossible…too big to fit into your cupboard…too expensive…incompatible with your lifestyle What was it that you wanted so much but didn’t dare ask…
Pujo
I once painted this for him. It was a tribute to his native culture that celebrates Durga with Pujo.
Movies
A trip to the movies has some unsuspecting confessions spilling out in the dark.
The Wedding Night And Other Friendly Stories
Heeheehee….got this picture off The Lady‘s post. It reminded me of the time my friend got married. The pre-wedding days were a time of much mirth for the cronies of the bride and groom. But of course. We were such a bunch of wits. For the wedding night, we decided…
The Window
10 September 2004 When I was a child I’d stand at the window that the adults looked out of with so much ease. Sometimes an indulgent adult would pick me up to look out and then with an “ooof” put me back since I was ‘too old’ to be carried….
Aspirational Manhood
When a good friend recently told me that he was gay, it did not come as a surprise. Indeed I concluded that my prayers had been answered in the form of someone who was already quite close to me. But even more, it was a moving moment since he chose…
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Footprints
I see the footprints of hundreds of busy feet that walked before me.I see history being created….little histories, not major sagas.
The pursuit of Excelense
Yes, yes, I spelt it that way on purpose. It does have a meaning. Not an error. Oh alright, I’ll stop snapping. I’m entrenched deep in the pursuit of Excelense. Excelense is the fine art of decoding MS Excel. Now, don’t get me wrong. I have an open mind and…