I go through all my old posts where I have written about experiencing blasts, floods and other calamities in Mumbai, and I come back to what I have been feeling since I woke up yesterday morning. Sickw ith worry, but a very different kind of sick. A very different kind of worry.
I am not there. [...]
November 27, 2008
Categories: Enter: World, Going Away from home.., Going over the past.., Looking Ahead.., Weirdness Within . . Author: PS . Comments: 4 Comments
Friends Forever. Turned into blossoming infatuation. Forever couple. Is it love? Maybe not yet..
Distance, misunderstandings, arguments, fights and lies. A couple broken before love could happen. Friends again. Happy for each other’s happiness.
He falls for someone again. She is happy with someone else again. They are happy in their own worlds. What could be, is [...]
October 20, 2008
Categories: Going over the past.., Personalities, Tall Tales, Weirdness Within . . Author: PS . Comments: 7 Comments
Seven days, and two meals consumed. And counting… the days.
This is a confession. And this is an awakening. I hope.
When I was a teen, around 17 years old, I wanted to look good for someone. I had read a lot about people who ate and puked it out, then they wouldn’t put on weight. I [...]
February 3, 2008
Categories: Anakyze This.., Enter: World, Going over the past.., One Step at a Time.., Weirdness Within . . Author: PS . Comments: 5 Comments
I have repeatedly said that I never had friends through my undergrad years in Mithibai and BMM. And then not in MCJ too. None except the few who insisted on sticking to me.
Today I will explain why.
I have always had a problem with trusting people. This is a convoluted sort of a problem. I trust [...]
November 20, 2007
Categories: Anakyze This.., Conversations, Enter: World, Going Away from home.., Going over the past.., One Step at a Time.., Philosophically speculating.., Weirdness Within . . Author: PS . Comments: 8 Comments
Emptying your closet can be an eye-opening experience. I found a little peice of paper which said,
My Dreams:1. To play the violin2. To drive a car3. To ride a bike4. To spend a lott of time with all my friends5. To have a cassatte full of my favorite music.6. To spend as much time as [...]
July 15, 2007
Categories: Going Away from home.., Going over the past.., Philosophically speculating.., Weirdness Within . . Author: PS . Comments: 2 Comments
My entry into the world begins here.
Here on I leave the world of comfort..Here on I leave the world of convenience
Here on I leave the world of ready to eatHere on I leave the world of companionship
Here on I leave my safe little tight cocoon
Here on I enter the world of compromiseHere on I enter [...]
May 25, 2007
Categories: Anakyze This.., Blogstreet, Conversations, Going Away from home.., Going over the past.., Philosophically speculating.., Pictograph, Weirdness Within . . Author: PS . Comments: 2 Comments
**I could have called this a spoiler warning, but really, there is nothing about the movie that can be divulged.**
Books are beautiful. They weave stories, images, characters around the reader. But these images don’t always translate into pictures, moving pictures or movies.
The Namesake (ध नेमसेक) is one such story. The characters, the flow, the performance, [...]
April 6, 2007
Categories: Anakyze This.., Conversations, Going over the past.., Philosophically speculating.., Pictograph, Reviews . . Author: PS . Comments: 12 Comments
“So why did you do it??” she asked him.“I know, I know. It was the wrong thing. I just realized it too late.”
She sat ramrod straight as he looked everywhere except into her eyes. This from the person who loved looking into her eyes. She knew that he still loved her. That Seven years [...]
March 1, 2007
Categories: Going over the past.., Pictograph, Tall Tales . . Author: PS . Comments: 16 Comments
On Moharram today, my cable-wala decided to show one of the most poignant movie of all times, “Bombay”.
The movie starts with a love story peppered by communal tension. Both the protagonists are from different castes, Hindu and Muslim. Their family takes time to accept their love and keep showering each other’s families with religious insults. [...]
January 30, 2007
Categories: Going over the past.., Pictograph . . Author: PS . Comments: 2 Comments
She saw a face from her past today.Flowing with the crowd on the station’s overbridge..She spotted him walking towards her.. right next to her..
Before the first time anyone ever held her hand..Before she ever fell in love..Before she was ever touched with love..
This face had become the friend she was searching for in a crowdThis [...]
January 28, 2007
Categories: A story in Rhymes, Going over the past.., Pictograph, Tall Tales . . Author: PS . Comments: 5 Comments