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Desire on Hold

To sit within inches of you and put a tight rein on my thoughts. To stand miles apart and talk about you; non-stop and nineteen to the doz...

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Cheers!

Briefly surfacing to wish you all a very Merry Christmas! I hope it's warm and wonderful and filled with everything you love. As for m...

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Fix

I carry it with me everywhere I go. I take it with me in little vials that are vacuum sealed. Sometimes they break open by accident and leak...

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K

It's been hectic, I've been swamped, and I'm dead beat from all the Christmas baking but I need a breather. Hello Blog! Did you ...

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Anger evaporates. Regret condenses into experience. Self-pity goes up in smoke. Sooner or later, everything dissipates. Everything except sa...

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If you play, you play for keeps...

The world couldn't eat the words I used to write, so I decided to bake instead. Turns out I can't eat my own words either... My wo...

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It's been too long, she says. My muse, she waits...

It's been too long, she says. My muse, she waits...

Blogging has been a wonderful refuge for my soul over the past 13 years* ; it's a place I've come to sometimes frequently, some...

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Thank You

Thank You

Nida , Guyana Gyal ,  Corinne and Kari. From the bottom of my heart...

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"Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but of playing a poor hand well." - Robert Louis Stevenson

For once, I can blame this on fate. It's nobody's fault and yet, it's the hardest bloody thing to deal with. But like that quote...

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Three Men and Me (not in a boat but by the sea)

"I could never decide whether I love the mountains or the sea more," I told him as we walked along the beach recently. He smiled. ...

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Just a little of that human touch...

Some days ago I was chatting with somebody on Google Talk. A while later this person had to leave as it was the end of a work day, and signe...

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Airbrushed Memories

Yesterday while visiting my folks, I opened the cupboard in my old room and found all these boxes filled with photo albums. They were mostly...

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He rings me every month, at least twice. Sometimes, three or four times. I never answer. I haven't deleted his number from my phoneb...

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Read blog, get rant for free!

The talking Volkswagen ad in yesterday's TOI was a fabulous start to my day. It made me feel positive, revitalised, hopeful and happy...

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According to Me

Marmalade asked me if the movie really was value for money. I said yes, it was. It was very entertaining and satisfying. Though I have to a...

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That Kind of Love

He watched the grasscutters through his fish-eye lens, watched as they worked through the green patch in a staccatic rhythm. He heard the s...

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Happy Birthday Dad

I actually started writing this post on my father's birthday (Sept 7), but I just got around to posting it (Sept 10)! I read because ...

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Dirty Pretty Things

A couple of weeks back, I found out that someone had plagiarized something I had written and posted it on her blog. It was copied word for ...

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The Return

Sometimes people come back To shut doors left open Tie up loose ends Take one last look Pick up the pieces Start afresh Or sometimes ...

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The List

Last evening, as I got bored watching the rain splash relentlessly against my window, I pulled out my notepad and tried to write a poem. I c...

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Wanted - A little help from my friends

I'd like to read some new blogs. Please drop me a few links in my comment box. Any blogs that you like reading and think that I'd e...

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Time has changed everyone except me but it hasn't changed you too much for me

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Friends

There are friends and then there are friends. There are people who, within minutes of meeting you, will swear undying love and affection fo...

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My Flight of Fancy

Back to my holiday. So this is about my onward journey to Calicut, which is the nearest airport to the place I was headed to - Wayanad. Aft...

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Smile

The other day, as I mindlessly watched TV from my worn-out old sofa, I looked to my left and felt your presence there. It made me smile. I w...

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Tear Jerk!

Last month, I packed my bags and got on an airplane, then got off it and drove up (or rather got driven up) into the hills. There was the co...

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How can I hurt when holding you...

Now that I'm happy, I can't seem to write anymore. Somebody please go on and break my heart already! Till then here's the man ...

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Cutting Clouds... For Real!

Up in the hills, listening to the sounds of the river gushing by, giddy with happiness, laughing at the joke I used to think was life. THIS...

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Hello Again

This is the same blog. EXACTLY the same. It just has a new address now, which means you will have to update your links AND if you were follo...

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Swan Song

I remember a day just like today. The mental checklists, the things to do, the places to go, the people to meet, the calls to make. There wa...

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My Two Cents

Nothing that's worth achieving is ever easy, no matter how much you wish it could be. And nothing that's worth losing is ever tough,...

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To get something you've never had, you have to do something you've never done. That's an anonymous quote I read somewhere a few ...

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the redness of pain inside bleeding hollows blue covered by your crust nothing that you say penetrates my being as the rain softly falls you...

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When Something is Better than Nothing OR How Facebook Inspires Me

Monkey in the jungle. Running around, frolicking, swinging, eating, pooping. Many more monkeys in the jungle. All friends with each other, a...

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Rainy Day Rumination

Rainy Day Rumination

Loneliness is like a drug I need to take everyday just to keep myself alive.

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Why I should go back to writing for a living.

Edited to add: Ideally, I wanted this to be a P.S. at the end of this post but I think this way, no one will miss the point (I hope!). In t...

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Why I need new dreams.

Will someone please tell my subconscious mind to stop feeling so abandoned, rejected, and forlorn. And to absolutely stop having this perpet...

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A called me last night, her voice shaking as she burst into tears. Her father was in the Intensive Care Unit at the hospital and the doctors...

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Why I Love Being Fat

I've been fat for most of my life now. And if there's one thing I have learned it's this - It's great to be fat. Yes, you...

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