MR X is back but he doesn’t know that ‘sulking’ sucks!

Mr X RETURNS WITH ALL HIS TRADITIONAL DISCLAIMERS…. “We are the questions we are too afraid to ask, we are the answers we are too weak to hear……” When failures strike, we often fall back on introspection or at least, we fool ourselves into thinking, we are introspecting…. The questions we had never asked haunt…

Of fights & taboos….

When I started this blog, the aim was to explore the world of creative writing, entwining thoughts & beliefs around the photos I had captured. It has worked so far, but, left me with a serious dilemma as to, whether, I was ignoring the things I wanted to really talk about. So pretty soon into…

WHY KOLKATA METRO SAVED ME….

HIT BY THE TRAIN…. One fine day I got a call, rather an SOS call!! It was one of my old buddies from school. The emergency was quite unique too, “a taxi was required from Howrah Railway Station to the Airport for her relations”. Okayyyy!! The next thought that came to mind is aren’t there…

An ode to the one still out on patrol….

“…It is fear that is the cause of all our woes, and it is fearlessness that brings heaven even in a moment….” – SWAMI VIVEKANANDA What does it take to uphold the emblem…. A faith in the concept of the motherland…. A belief in the country, standing guard on the glacier…. A love for the…

The Trek….

Every time we clean our houses, a lot of dust emanates, some of it we throw, some of it remains and some of it sticks to our skin. When we mop the floor, the remnants from the floor vanishes or at least a majority of it. Then having done the exercise, most of us head…

Pain, Drain, Meme, Shame….and a hell lot of expense….

DISCLAIMER: may be the guys at Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer and their indulgences with “Rasputin & the Empress” has taught me my lesson for good. So before I start, here I go….”The events depicted in this piece are fictitious. Any similarity to any person living or dead is purely coincidental.” Mr X has been scratching his head for…

Time to walk again….

For all the impressions and dust settled…. For all the dents and scratches…. For all the stains and shrapnel encased…. For the remaining scars and cuts…. I pretend strong…. . . . For all the innuendos and the sarcasm I throw…. For all the memes and acts I pull off…. For all the razzmatazz people…