Looking For Peace

I sat on the grass for a long time. It felt like it, as I breathed every second that passed. The grass felt comfortable under my butt and thighs. Like a carpet? No, I’m a Mumbai girl, I’m not used to carpets. The park is full of little mounds and grassy gradations and the contours [...]

At The End Of Fascination

Tuesday, 23 February 2010, 0:53 | Category : Reflections
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The person I wrote this for, when he read it, told me,
You don’t yet realize that we are beyond this.
It was a fitting end in every way possible.

The Sabbatical

Since I quit my job a little over six months ago, the one question I keep getting asked is,

So what are you doing these days?
Interesting isn’t it, how one’s career defines one’s life? At one point of time I used to resent the fact that my I was being forcibly defined by my [...]

Traveller’s Tales

Tuesday, 26 January 2010, 23:51 | Category : Reflections
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A young man travels in search of adventure, in search of tales, tall if at all, to tell back home. It’s a quest for personal glory. There is also romance, the search for beautiful women, for the luxuries of life and for triumph over difficult situations.
Why do we travel?
A quest, a search for someone or [...]

Outside Fairytales

Saturday, 2 January 2010, 21:27 | Category : Poetry, Reflections
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Some day perhaps I will be in love
Deeply, passionately and forever
Like I imagined it would be
But now I doubt
That it will come to me in a flash of brilliance
Or with any real ’signs’ or flashing arrows in the sky
I think what will happen instead
Is that in the swimming and running and flying
And all the actions [...]

The Bangalore Story

I came to Bangalore over 10 years back. I was falling in love. Not with a person or even a place. I was really, completely, truly committing myself to life. I was 19. I had just weathered a tempestuous adolescence culminating in my dropping out of college. Then I licked my wounds, cleared my arrears [...]

Christmas

Thursday, 24 December 2009, 0:53 | Category : Reflections, Voicebox, X-Desicritics, X-post
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I was talking to  Ajay about attending midnight mass tomorrow. He asked me why I was attending. Here’s why.
I grew up in a predominantly Christian area.
My neighbors were a family of three very creative daughters. All of December was spent creating paper flowers, eggshell-and-confetti buds, tinsel-and-thermacol cutouts. All just in time for the tree and [...]