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…

The Empty Bench….

The empty bench… Succor for the tired knees…. Playground for lonely hearts… Heaven for the holding hands… Forum for the hard talkers… Refuge for the odd couple… And yet… When the day’s over, everyone’s moved, it is left to its fate… To tide over the elements and secure it’s life for the next day… I…

Book, Beer, Terrorists & their f****** rights…

This was a movie day, reached early at the multiplex and had a solid hour to spend…running out of wit, I decide to grab a couple of beers at four in the evening!!! So here is this beautiful cafe cum bar representing everything chic and uber, running with the times, hip layout and suave presentation….

MAGGI philosophies….

It was a writer’s block or was I gathering the wit and courage not to be repetitive this time round or perhaps a serious lack of different topics or simply the absence of a suitable metaphor….I really don’t know but wordpress tells me its been two months and I haven’t written anything!!! Why Maggi….simply nothing…

What Do I Do Now???

At 35, the question “What do you do now?” isn’t as cool or suave as it is at 15 & 25. Ten additional years and tens of thousands of moments of pure judgment call later, this question looks a bit out of place, one is supposed to be a bit “matured” by now (another word…

₹6 ticket route to narcissism

I wrote this heading for a long time now, but, could not bring myself to overcome my mental block to write about it. It is rather impossible to be honest & not admit that you are also in the same trap as any other person on the road…it was pointless to write if I can’t…

Role Reversals…

I was watching this movie PIKU (which happens to be my pet name too…), yesterday was mother’s day, had a challenging session tutoring mom for using her new mobile (which by sheer coincidence (albeit totally unplanned / unintentionally…) turned out to be her Mother’s day gift…) & this latest pic I had posted on Instagram….I…