When lockdowns began last year, it was just another day for me at home, considering my self-appointed job as an aspiring writer. There was the scare of a new, unknown disease looming in the backdrop, but I was still doing my same-old-same-old for the day.Continue reading “IN Writing Retreat”
There is a plethora of thrillers out there that paint the antagonist and protagonist in such contrasting shades of black and white that there’s hardly any doubt left on who to root for.Continue reading “Salvation of a Saint”
The concept of ‘spoiler alert’ comes in so hand-in-hand with the genre of mystery writing that almost any book that gives away the final reveal early on makes you wonder what the rest of the book is about.Continue reading “The Devotion of Suspect X”
Over the last few years, the trend of remixed old songs has taken over Bollywood quite seriously. What was merely an occasional nod to the sadabahar gaane of yesteryears has now become a full-blown obsession and it isn’t necessarily a bad thing.Continue reading “The Decagon House Murders”
I wrote this haiku with a very different idea but on second thoughts, I can see this one meaning different things for different people. Continue reading “In One Piece – a haiku”
Hiraeth is a Welsh word that refers to the longing for a home that no longer exists.
As we grow up, our surroundings grow up too. We spend each day barely thinking about the previous one and then one fine day, we wake up to find that everything is changed and the future we dreamt of is now our present, in ways both happy and sad.
Ship of Theseus is a dilemma of identity that raises the following question: If all the parts of a ship have been replaced, does it still remain the same ship?
I was in one of those moods today when you just want to write a long love-letter to reading. Yes, that’s a legit mood actually and thankfully!Continue reading “Fan-girling over a favorite poem”
How do you differentiate the colour of the afternoon sky from the colour of smurfs? Continue reading “Prochnost: Week 17 & 18”
The tears of a phoenix heal the wounds, but can they mean something? Continue reading “The Phoenix’s tears”
It’s been five weeks and three days since my last post and believe me, I kept a count. It really wasn’t planned that way but one day led to another and I let it happen somehow. Continue reading “Sorry for the hiatus”
When people tell you Russian is hard, they refer to the grammatical cases in the language, so when I tell you it’s been a hard week, you can probably guess which grammar chapter I am working on.
“What you seek is seeking you.” – Rumi
An eagle faces the same dilemma as other birds during the rains. To fly or not to fly. It picks the former and flies above the clouds. Every day, every individual encounters their own version of rains and the following dilemma: to fly or not to fly. Their choice chooses them. Continue reading “Scrabbles with Rumi”