Cut throat empty roads, solitary me in the street adjacent. Suddenly, I look around and find able companions. The long standing sun saying goodbye through the most convenient rays, white clouds emerging out from their daylight nemesis, the beam which is a result of their occupant collaboration. Amidst them, I ain’t alone.
Monthly Archives: March 2016
the glimmer tale
Sometimes, you just have to stand up, look around and weee! It’s there, it’s always been there. I have been lazy enough to ignore it and it has in turn been a wierdo, staying discreet. Brightness is to be seen, energized and rejuvenated. I know, it’s always around lest I decide to keep myself deprived.
Not a T20 guy but 2 on the trot brilliance and Kohli has bought me back in Cricket. Honestly, I have not watched such blemishless batting in a long long, very long time to come. First with Pakistan and then today, Kohli had an array of strokes in the diaspora that used to be visibleContinue reading “Impeccable Kohli”
When divinity was at one end, I stood at the other.
when they thought otherwise
No, I haven’t watched ‘The Revenant’ yet. But, sincerely, there were moments of severe brilliance for Leonardo DiCaprio when he could have. I take this jab at him now, rather on the ones who said ‘no’ to him. I list down DiCaprio’s earlier performances that didn’t go down the red carpet way. Django Unchained AsContinue reading “when they thought otherwise”
Doesn’t matter which format, Ind Pak encounters are always a scorcher. With a packed Eden and a quality innings from Kohli ensured we seal this with comfortable elan. Thank you Kohli, for getting me watch T20!
Pouring and big
Water, wind with a wheezing sound, lots of clouds, little twinkles around. Sometimes, with all that we have, we stand susceptible.
For some it’s a lifeline. To me, it mirrors my soul, my passion. My many sides of enigma in a nutshell. #nightout
This used to be the favourite hideout of my younger days, much much fitter and agile days I must say. Field, outfield, pads, coach, technique, drive, gloves, tension, sweat, lots of sweat, passion, craziness. More importantly, it was my age of adrenaline. After years, took a look at myself through the strokes of the youngContinue reading “old house”
A blissful encounter
No, this isn’t Picasso or Monalisa. It’s a creation from hands of unconditional love and a gift to rekindle emotions. Blessed day!
hymn that blows you away
‘Kisi baat par main kisi se khafa hoon, main zinda hoon par zindagi se khafa hoon’. The lyrics of mundane joy, a rendition that will stir your soul, the meaning that will wrench your veins, the inadequate fear that encapsulates the primal human being, an era that remains the home to divinity in the playbackContinue reading “hymn that blows you away”