Jean-Paul Sartre wrote, "If you're lonely when you're alone, then you're in bad company." Well, I am personally quite comfortable (too comfortable, perhaps) in solitude and I pity my fellow misfortunate millennial counterparts (not all of them, but you know full well which cliques I'm talking about) that need to meet five different groups of … Continue reading The Day of Alone Time
Furtive glances Out the corners of our eyes Nervous laughter, butterflies Talking excitedly Over each other I'd like it if we were, literally. No certainty, no temperance Wondering what is your inference My hands are cold And yours look warm If there ever was, this is the chance You ask me a question And I'm … Continue reading First Encounter
I know I haven't blogged in a long, long time. This is due to many reasons, some of which include the following: 1) Holiday withdrawal symptoms 2) Heat makes me slack 3) I haven't procrastinated like this since my Famous Five days. But, As it so happens, I've gone on a crazy cooking spree (which … Continue reading The Perfect Fish for Lazy Cooks
(Well it's bedtime where I'm at but) Gooooood morning, Bombay! Here's a little bit of sunshine your way, I chanced upon a bit of magic on a hike!
This is a photo set that's dedicated to the place and feeling we love most -Home.
So I made a Nutella cake last night with this wonderful species of boy that is going full retard with a spatula. It was pretty amazing mainly because it’s one of those Golden Finds on the internet- it literally contains 2 ingredients. Also, I got bored of measuring the Nutella and decided to play around … Continue reading I Nose my Cake
The rains are finally here. Not feebly trying to encroach into summer and hastily retreating forces, but here in all its burgeoning grey, brobdingnagian glory. Who doesn't love rain? Who doesn't love lazing around? And who doesn't love good literature? So, to celebrate, I've put together a few excerpts from some of my most-loved poetry, … Continue reading Rain, Rain
This is what Armageddon looks like. From the 23rd floor. Of Essar House.Oh, and there was a fire in the middle of a mountain somewhere to the east. Loving this day. I think it's unnatural to be brimming with this much glee at the thought/sight of an impending Apocalyptic-looking scene, but I think fellow Mumbaiites … Continue reading The Grey Envelope
This is a guest post by my talented aspiring-writer friend, Wayne, whose blog is called FromBad2Verse. It's a fervent and bodacious poem, I loved it! Scream Scream out my name. Call it out. Loud. Fierce. Let it echo in these concrete hills. Screech, shriek, let you voice give out, As neighbours hear your muffled shout. … Continue reading Scream
It's that time of day. Heading home, commuting, tired. But the twilight envelops you, and the fallen leaves dance at your feet And the children run with their canines And the crow dips and swirls in time with your train. But the twilight envelops you, awakening your heart, Swimming in gumption and saudade, Awakening you … Continue reading Crepusculum