Go Goa!

Before we left, we tried to understand the term susegad. From a variety of travel guides and internet resources, we gleaned the following : Susegad, is a way of life in Goa. It’s roots lie in the portugese word socegado which – loosely transalated – means ‘laid back’. A less…

Love’s Labour Lost

Gradually the threads dissolve, the strings come undone. We become footnotes in someone else’s life, remembered fondly in the middle of drying dishes on a warm Wednesday night. In the end, this is all we’re reduced to, this is what we’re left with. Glib laughter, and a very witty thing…

Older..! Wiser..?

When I was 8 years old, I had life all figured out. I knew how the planets revolved around the sun, I knew how to ride a bicycle and, from a reading of an abridged version of Swiss Family Robinson, was quite convinced I could survive on a desert island….

Barefoot in Bombay

How exactly do you end up shoe-less in South Bombay on a slow Sunday evening? You could try being me for a few hours! It all started when this modern day Cinders expressed a desire to see Bombay. (Do you also get the feeling that this is going to be…

Here and Now..

How many windows do you have open right now, as you’re reading this? Are you also glancing at your messenger, is your phone nearby in case someone messages or calls you, is your email open – checking the server every 32 seconds for any new messages? We fill each day…

A Letter

Tomorrow she starts college. My little girl has grown up so fast, I can’t believe it. Was it 17 years ago that my parents told me, I was going to have a tiny playmate soon? When I first saw her, she looked like a porcelain doll. So white and fair…

7 1/2 Things you probably don’t know about me for sure..

1. I don’t get a daily newspaper. I’m sadly out of touch with the real world except for my hour at the gym where I watch the “Alert” headlines on a 24X7 News channel. And we all know how perfectly useless those are. 2. I don’t get sleazy jokes in…

Begnadigen Sie mein Deutsche

It was a Tuesday, I distinctly remember. All the strange things in life usually happen on Tuesdays don’t they? On this particular Tuesday, I was idly flipping through a course catalog trying to pick courses for this term. Have you noticed how things sound a lot more profound in a…

This is not the First Random post (or the Last)

The good is rightly thought to be that at which all things aim. That was Aristotle by the way, not me. But if I asked you what you were aiming at, what would you say? Happiness? Identity? What defines happiness? What defines you? Or are they answers to the same…

Do you know where the scissors are?

Packing is an exercise in optimism which eventually, ends in futility. You never really pack. You get boxes and tape and make lists and start to pack. And then you start to pray. Eventually, you get a big plastic bag for all the little stuff that couldn’t be categorized and…

Then, and Now

Then, she was two years old. You were 26. Travelling abroad, alone for the first time. Her father had a thousand instructions, “Keep your eyes on the bags – Bombay airport is dangerous.. Hold on to her, she’s a kid – she’ll just wander off with a stranger..” Knowing him,…

A Very Warm Day

It was a very warm day. Too early for summer. She dreaded what summer would be like. Already the cooler was running, the fan was on 5 and she felt hot and uncomfortable. The room smelled of dust. Dust everywhere. In the crevices of the keyboard, on top of everything….

Through an Open Window

The trouble with everything is that it starts out so romantically in your head. The idea of lounging endlessly on a beach chair, watching time go by in the company of lime mint coolers and tall palms. Sitting on the steps of a train compartment at 5 am in the…

Among Other Things…

It’s really late. Another night that started out with promise. And is ending. With random thoughts typed and saved on my phone. Tasks left unfinished. Tired. For tomorrow morning. I’m dreaming of drowning in endless cups of strong sweet black coffee. I’m thinking of friends. Who have come and gone….