I worked hard all week. Stayed out late with friends on a weeknight. Zombie-drifted through work the next day. Slipped up, picked up. Sulked, talked, missed, hit. Friday night I stayed in late, some out of guilt, some because I wasted an hour browsing online not feeling upto working and…
The people we are by the toys we like
Aphrodite met me. What did she teach me about love or myself?
Fatherhood seems to be the theme for this week, after my Electra-Oedipus discussion last week. After observing the behaviour of emperor penguins, I now discover that fish exhibit loving paternal behaviour as well. Today’s fact tells us that: “A father sea catfish keeps the eggs of his young in his…
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.
My fact for the day tells me that: A father Emperor penguin withstands the Antarctic cold for 60 days or more to protect his eggs, which he keeps on his feet, covered with a feathered flap. During this entire time he doesn’t eat a thing. Most father penguins lose about…
The gateway to Mumbai says, Come in, be yourself, make a home for yourself here and become a part of me. At least it used to. Before the anti-outsider sentiments, the religious fundamentalists and the terrorists made their presence felt. I wonder if the gate opens only to the West…
Long time it’s been since I wanted to say I hate you. It’s a violent, mad-bad, insane feeling. And it’s good. The capacity to hate stems from the capacity to love. You don’t always wake up in the most pleasant way possible….more often than not, being jolted awake, startled…..like having…
I keep taking U-turns in life. If you knew where you wanted to really go, maybe you wouldn’t have to turn back. Can you make a U-turn on reclaimed land? Would that be re-reclaimed territory then? On another note, this clean, non-congested road is in Mumbai. And yes, in one…
Electra: Let’s run together, you and ILike we used to when we were kidsI know we didn’t know each other, growing upBut who says we ever had to grow up?Let’s play catch and hide-and-seek Oedipus: Hold me close, hold me at arm’s lengthBut stay beautiful alwaysA home to come home…