Sunday, July 18, 2010

Golden Compass






I saw him enter and look in my direction. For a moment I felt, how dare! Then I noticed his soft eyes and a smile at the corner which hadn’t reached his lips. I wished he were the person I was supposed to meet. When I went to Leela Palace to meet my prospective bridegroom, the last thing I expected was a handsome man. My relatives never mentioned his looks. All I learnt from my aunt was that theirs is an extremely

Sunday, July 4, 2010

water




Water! As usual, I do not know where to start. Of all things so far, I found water and forests most fascinating. Now the truth is I have never been in a real forest. Nor have I been under a real waterfall. As a child, I would rest on my favourite branch of the guava tree in the back yard and brood for hours together.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

[tag] Bones in the closet






When Deepu tagged me, I felt a bit sorry for my blatant begging. Had I not written that comment on her post, she probably wouldn’t have got that idea and then Mouli… I thought it was going to be cake walk. People know nothing about me. None of those who follow my blog (sadly, not many do) know me personally (Mohit knew but now he is busy with his joining formalities at IIFT, Delhi. I can write just about anything. Bathroom singing to walking to office (trying to rather). But then, I decided to write some real stuff. Stuff I identify myself with. And phew! What came out was the mostest dumbest stupidest morosest post in the history of blog kind. Seriously! Who would want to read about my deepest fears?


Thursday, May 13, 2010

We the people






Just as we went out of BTP office gate, I noticed a girl standing at the fence trying to throw something into the already dirty pond. I turned around for a better look and saw that it was a red cloth and she threw it into the pond and did some gestures as most people would when they spot idols or calendars or pictures of Gods and Goddesses. Okay! Now I get it. It was some offering to some God or Goddess thanking him/her for his/her grace on her/her family.


acknowledgement: Thanks to my colleague S M, Manoj for the pictures :)