She was exhausted by the heat and by changing multiple buses. Not a very good thing when one is appearing for a job interview, she thought as she looked around herself. The receptionist sat behind a high wooden desk, only her extremely fair face with brightly painted lips visible. The phone kept ringing non-stop. Behind the glass door that ( Read more... )

Last one month has passed like a whirlwind. When the wind settled, I found myself in Hyderabad and there was this other person, awesome though he is, but he was there right beside me. In addition, I found myself carrying the extra weight of very pretty red bangles that always stay on my wrists ( Read more... )

Poll work or home

Nineteen is a selfish age and finds one’s cares tightly circumscribed. I felt endlessly powerful and endlessly optimistic; my pockets were empty but my head was full of things I wanted to say and my heart was full of stories I wanted to tell. I felt I had been made to do those things. How conceited does that sound? A lot or a little? Either way I ( Read more... )

What do you want from life?

In my opinion, this is a pseudo deep question. When I close my eyes and think about it, the first picture that comes to my mind is that of the Nescafe girl. The one I see on the Nescafe vending machine - curly hair, cheerful smile, hot cup of coffee.

Happiness and peace of mind. That is all I ask for. Not too ( Read more... )

“There is a lot to be said about suppressing one’s emotions. If you do it long enough, you do not feel anything.” - Excerpt from Neil Gaiman’s American Gods

I read these lines more than a week back but they’ve stayed with me. I know that one can condition oneself to reach this state of numbness but I still don’t agree with the philosophy. Do you?

“When I grow up, I want to be a newsreader!” the eleven-year-old Anupma would happily announce, often ( Read more... )

As I stepped into the crowded corridor, I sensed an acrid stench engulf me. I quickened my pace and tried to ignore those pushing me to get past. I climbed three flights of an extremely narrow staircase to enter a sea of people in black. On second thoughts, not all were dressed in black. I could see spots of colors every now and then. I walked to ( Read more... )

In keeping with my addiction to the cyberspace and absolute fixation with the activity at hand, I googled for Five Point Someone after I finished reading the book. Okay, so Chetan Bhagat is a fairly new celebrity, but I still think it is pretty cool of him to personally reply to all the e-mails people write to him. I am glad to have discovered his ( Read more... )

Today I saw the most lamentable soul around me whoosh past and climb the corporate ladder. They are trying their level best to tell me that my notion, ones work speaks for itself, is delusive. I think, I will hold on a little longer ( Read more... )