The Idea-smithy

Rejection is hardest to take when it comes from someone you’ve handed it to, in the past.

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 [...]

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 [...]

Not a good time. Not a good mood. December always gets me down. Even though the fabulousness of my life must make me seem like a crank for complaining. It’s too many people, too many expectations, too much to consider and keep track of.
They say a man (person) is known by the company he keeps. [...]

If I had to write a PostSecret card, it would be a photograph of this old house and caligraphed over it in red ink,
I loved you only because I didn’t think I deserved any better.
Sometimes, telling a secret can be cathartic. I hope.

My inbox blinked 1 new mail. Titled an insipid “Re:Hi”, it was a long ramble interpersed with “Oh god, what nonsense I’m talking” and abruptly ending with “You can make sense of most of my rubbish.” Yes, I can. Cliched as it is…that’s what friends are for.
She remarked that she was thinking of one time [...]

I’ve had a strange relationship with music.
I remember listening to Winds of change by the Scorpions on my walkman, lying between bundles of sheets and clothes in a corner bedroom. I remember that I was wearing a pair of corduroys that seemed to be the most comfortable and yet appropriate garb for the occasion. My [...]