1. He sends her a carefully worded to sound casual-but-smart message. 2. She replies with the digital equivalent of a laugh. 3. Encouraged, he does some more of that. 4. She chuckles (digitally, of course). He notices that her smile is crooked and that her teeth don’t quite line up. He wonders whether to…
Her laughterexplodedinto a thousand piecesthat went skippingover his wonder. One stuckdeep in his heartand bled when she left.
A new social app called SECRET has me intrigued with the possibility of actual human connections again.
There is a problem with bartering education like a commodity. It really doesn’t result in knowledge or learning. The gold rush for fancy degrees means we spend our efforts pursuing them and then clinging on for dear life (politicking & manoeuvring so the title/accolade is retained). There is no time,…
Morning began with a text from someone I thought I had blocked. “Did you just dial me by mistake?” Eyes still sleep-logged, I thumbed through the unfamiliar basic phone I’m using in lieu of my flash smartphone (lying at the workshop for repair). Damn. He was right. I don’t remember if…
A review of the newly inaugurated Mumbai metro from Versova to Ghatkopar.
I’m starting to feel unimpressive in most social situations these days. Unimpressive seems inappropriate. I’m not allowed to underwhelm
Life with youis like being on a merry-go-round, she says.But, he asks, did you see the view?Yes, she says, on our next upswing.
I met a friend-from-digitalia. She addressed a talk called ‘Geographies of the Heart’. It made me reflect on my own journey.
I love him. I love her. He loves her. She loves him. They both adore me. We’re three people who know each other from different times and places.