God’s invitation, hot and sweaty summer afternoon, swaying landscapes under the breathing sun, mobile lunch and lots of memories packed. Blazing bliss.
Category Archives: Sarada
nostalgic gulp
Long time, old times.
Thumbs Up
When you have the ability and sustenance to prevail but you refuse to take that one single step, it’s called circumstantial reluctance. When you have all the dimes and pennies in this world, you vent for the riches. When you have the dollars and pounds, you miss your dimes. That is so human. When youContinue reading “Thumbs Up”
Mystic Remembrance
the vast land, glittering waters, submerged silence, the sound of sky. bulky clouds, stolen charm, staring castles, wet eyes.
typical father weekend
my weekend these days means lots of cuddling and indulging in nonchalant pampering of my 5 month old toddler. yes, everything is surrounded by his exploits and his presence dictates the agenda of our day. he smiles, makes weird sounds, smiles again, doesn’t cooperate for a feed, loves to be patronised with love, touch andContinue reading “typical father weekend”
Green Grass is Back
There is no joy in lawn tennis if we take Wimbledon out from the equation. Ever since my growing years, my dearness for ‘The All England Club’ has only intensified – even though am not the same avid youngster who used to wait for 3rd of June to come soon. Especially, after witnessing all theContinue reading “Green Grass is Back”
the day of resurgence
Not married, but I got hooked this day, 4 years ago. Completely, totally, exclusively. No looking back, just love and lots of love, and lots of it. Life started a journey of fulfillment with our union, and ever since, I just keep falling in love with you. Everyday, every time. We are growing together, understandingContinue reading “the day of resurgence”
my best man
You are the first man in my life. My first Hero, and perhaps the finest. You raised us with all the limitations around, and stood tall to give us the life we live today. You were the reason why I love bikes today, I remember the first time I kick started your bike and howContinue reading “my best man”
scattered serenity
gift of life
When the smile rejuvenates me.
‘Mother’ of all happiness
You do have many names – Mom, Amma, Ma. But all of them get equated to the same level of dignified poise that you continue to epitomise throughout our lives. We were born, we grew up, we told you we love you and we hate you, we still grew up, we finished school and college,Continue reading “‘Mother’ of all happiness”
the pious piece
One of my most worshipped places. The goddess of ultimate victory, the sound of lashing waves through the holy Ganga, the colossal view of Bally, the shrine where the famous dialogue took place, perhaps a monologue of a saint is the brimming moment of truth.
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