Miles apart and in different geographies. Yet, message of divinity remains the same. Belief and retrospection are relatively conjunctive. Yet, being human is so damn difficult. Why us? Let’s be we.
Category Archives: Playback
colour cuisine
I love the red, blue isn’t bad either. But the combination could be lethal is evident from this telling drive through shot. Menacingly hot.
long far and near
Empty roads, high hopes and faltering values. They are like the sky, different shades, different moods. But they have something in common. Each of them stood the test of time to vanquish the vagaries of life.
that glorious sight
Run time has been indefinite, not sure how many times I have driven through this indispensable landmark. Every time, it gives you this ‘new’ feeling of spurious elegance. Awe stuck, hovering large with take away memories.
vibes unleashed
My city of bread and butter (that was), breeding ground is better put, the growing metropolis that remains an elusive part of my story. Things have not changed much though. Traffic is trending downwards, hotness is lateral and opportunities bring thousands to this bilingual city like Usain Bolt. Not me, but the connect is highContinue reading “vibes unleashed”
Independence Day
Independence in real sense – devoid of ego, conditional acceptance, broader visibility of thoughts, attitude out of vehemence, abolish imminent taboos, respect for individual sans caste creed and religion. Indeed, happy independence.
nostalgic gulp
Long time, old times.
for the weekend lovers
The 2 tall ones are Saturday and Sunday, the tower is Monday. See, I told you guys. Monday always has a ‘towering’ presence.
Best of Me
‘Am I the best’ is a question I often ask myself. Brutally, the answer is yes. Confidence, yes. Arrogance, no. Well, a bit of it actually. ‘Best’ is usually the most used and most abusively used word around. Gives you this feeling of anonymity in the vicinity of giants twittering around the epicenter. Yes, IContinue reading “Best of Me”
Neighbourhood Dhaba
The news of ‘The Dhaba’ in Ballygunge Phari closing down came as a shocker to us. I really felt an era has come to an end. We used to live in Ballygunge Circular Road in the 90s and we visited the Dhaba quite regularly. It was our favourite neighbourhood Dhaba. As kids, I remember pouncingContinue reading “Neighbourhood Dhaba”
inbox today
My outlook inbox number was showing ‘1994’ today. I took a deep 10 second look at it and was quickly reminiscent of how life was, way back in 1994. These are few of what I remember – vaguely and hazily as I swept past nostalgia. As any teenager, I was equally inquisitive, confused and overtlyContinue reading “inbox today”
Mystic Remembrance
the vast land, glittering waters, submerged silence, the sound of sky. bulky clouds, stolen charm, staring castles, wet eyes.
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