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There are some people who were probably reading magazines not meant for them when they should have been in the line where some or the other ...

I was going through my older posts, the ones at the beginning, the ones that inspired me to start this blog because I felt I wanted to tell ...

Alec's latest post comes like a whiff of fresh air. While I look around, struggling to find things which are going right, here comes a p...

It is difficult to explain what really happened in the last four days. Because it is really quite absurd. The company has this tie-up with o...

Alec's latest post triggered a certain slightly repulsive memory which I had thought to share earlier but had forgotten. I was at the ai...

Aurangabad airport feels like home. It is as small as, okay not anybody's home that I have ever visited, but enough to feel cozy. I know...

It is one of those days when I just don't know which way to turn. And writing it out for the whole world to know is not the best thing t...

In the sequel to the heart-wrenching tragedy of the phone passing away, let me detail the events of the day.. Started out with waking up at ...

One fine day (actually 3 am in the morning) my phone stopped working. My first reaction was of incredulity. What? My phone? MY phone? My PHO...

I got tagged. After being around in the blogsphere (that is what I believe it is called) for over four years, someone else apart from myself...

Ages ago, when I used to be a little girl, I used to be quite fruity. Yes, bonkers, if you please. So looking at those cotton-wool clouds, w...

Me: Er..Could I have a word with you? L: I hope it's about removing that silly plastic film that you have covering me. How would you lik...

The cognition of sadness Startingly grabs you when No self-pity however righteous Can really help The tragedy in high art Is glamorous no mo...

I found myself in a village called Daruj the other day, a small dusty place, with a population of around six thousand. It was your typical ...

So while the world, or at least one-sixth of it, ponders on how to make ends meet this year what with the powers that be taking a long-term ...

I am sitting in office and blogging. Yes, I am. I am, I am, I am.

Some people shall be nonplussed by my FB status message. Coming back to the same bed every night, now that's luxury. And that is exactly...

Today I saw what very few people on this planet must have had the good fortune to. I saw.. ..Salman Khan in a guest appearance on CID. Yes, ...

Ishq nein humko kaayar bana diya Billi raasta kaate, toh dobara ghoom jate hain Ishq nein aisa chanchal-adhir bana diya Sooiyaan saath nahi ...

A lonely evening Shadows falling heavy The only sound The tick-tock of the ebbing clock Some old letters for company And photographs The joy...