It was one of those lovely Christmas nights. December 22nd, About 8.50 pm on the clock. We were ecstatic by a little adventure. Our Carol Group had successfully made the customers at The Chai Bar sing carols. After dropping off our team members, my brother Abhishek and I were reveling in some wonderful memories that…
Category: Life and thoughts
The depth of field!
Being at the center stage matters. It matters to most people, if not all. Everyone loves to be the center of attention, all eyes glued, flashlights, single-handed performance and all. I was like that. And for a major part of me, I am still like that. Yet there’s a less vociferous side of me that…
The faith of a village that moves mountains!
ON a dark lonely but surprisingly smooth road, we drove away to a tiny little hut atop a hill. It’s funny how we city-ites would invariably find a flaw in a beauty if it would in some way affect our little adventures. I quickly checked myself for thinking if only the moon – that thrills…
The blah, blah, blah!
THEY think the world revolves around them. Or may be not. Yet they do give you that impression. They have an addiction. They think what they have to say is the most vital thing on the planet. A lot has something to do with lack of good listeners around them. Or a dearth of listeners…
Having a best friend who I hate!
IT started to rain heavily mid way. I was sitting behind his bike. No raincoat. He was riding it. With raincoat. He said something like he was sorry that I was getting wet. I said something like it was okay. Just when a few yards away, I spot a house. Water was gushing out of…
Just that brand of heroin!
YOU are high. It’s almost as if you can hear each beat of your heart. And with each thud, you are thrilled. You drift into a world of your own, where you lead, you guide, you call the shots. You play with words, you swim in a sea of your own voice. You smile indulgently…
The Dark Knight Rises: A victim of its own success!
OFCOURSE he didn’t do it for free as he knew he was pretty good at it. Yet he couldn’t save his new villain from getting extremely boring as against the standards of ‘interesting’ set by his last bad man the Joker (no offense Mr Joker, ofcourse you are incomparable. Much respect Late Mr Ledger). Nolan…
The last thread!
It’s the last thread that hurts the most. Mostly because you so want to hold on to it. So you do. But then it gets pulled from the other end very hard. You struggle to keep it still. You tighten your grip. And in that bid, it leaves a bruise on your palm. The one…
Thou art fake!
OCCASSIONALLY an Indian, the common man version that is, makes a come-back in an otherwise ungrateful nation devoid of a conscience bestowed to it by Gandhis, Nehrus and Patels. However, this sweaty, brown-skinned, generally tired and mostly lazy conscience does not wait for the introspection to sink in. Before that a monster snatches the innocence…
Mukti Masih 