The Idea-smithy

Talk to me and feel yourself flooding my vacuum And when you feel hollow, I will pour into you, words and inspiration, that are not my ownIn your darkness, I will shine light Do you know it takes black to define white? You can throw your sorrows at me… And they will stay in me [...]

I was born in Delhi where my mum grew up. Every certificate of education I possess, bears the stamp of Mumbai University. I speak a weird concoction of pure English corrupted by MS Word and slathered with that strange tongue called Bambaiyya. I also understand most versions of the tongues spoken from Punjab to Maharashtra….I [...]