Stubborn As A Mill
If you ram your head into a wall too much, you might get stuck in it!!! Let’s call this being as stubborn as a mill.
Mumbai
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.
The Gateway To Mumbai
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…
Love And Longing In Mumbai
Meet me in my dreamsBecause that’s the only place I’ll let you existTell me anything you like, your silliest moments, your heartfelt desiresI’ll do my best to make them trueAnd we’ll live through fantasy The next morning, when I wake up in my worldAnd you in yoursDon’t try to hold…
Losing Home
I’m usually a real home-bird. That will surprise a lot of people who know me because I spend so little time in my house. But that’s a place with four walls. The fact is that I have a strong attachment to places, especially those with memories. I relate to places…
Weird Weather Day
It rained this morning. In Mumbai it only rains between June and September. Deadening, depressing, gloomy rain. But today was a cloudy, cloudy day when I left home. Dark clouds blotting out the over-hot sun that turns a Mumbai morning from morning-sun-pleasant to god-its-hot HOT. Dark clouds are supposed to…
Hurrah For The Railways! – Calling In A Bomb Scare
We don’t think that much about the railways. We scrambled in to find a seat but found instead a plastic ‘thaelee’ and a cloth bag lying on the seats.
Manguide 1: Cities & Towns
Based on my extensive experiences with the male of the species, here’s a snapshot of men by cities of origin. Presenting the first edition of my Manguide!
Hands
I saw this girl on a train. I couldn’t see anything of her, shrouded as she was in her traditional garb. But her hands caught my attention…they were so enticing. This then, is my ode to a stranger’s sensuality. ~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~ To touch and feelHold..clasp….grab….clutchand smoothen Not for me, however.Sheathed and…