So someone bombed my home city yesterday. If there was a time when I felt paralyzed with fear, it was last night. A small marquee running down the local news channel turned to breaking news turned to communications jam turned to hard-hitting panic! Those 2+ hours that I couldn't get through home and the for the 12+ hours with no connection to close ( Read more... )

I've never been good at saying Goodbyes. I try to delay till the last moment the realization of the nth hour. The plan is to go through the motions of a farewll much like a zombie to save myself and others the pricking pangs of hot tears. But this brilliant plan never seems to succeed and falls apart at the climax ( Read more... )

Sometimes, when we've had a happy experience, we tend to soak in it's warmth long after the moment expires. We mentally re-run the thrilling sequence in a loop or take great pride in narrating it to some others. We may even write detailed accounts to reinforce the pleasure and keep the memory alive ( Read more... )

Last night, I learnt that there's a thin line between being persistant and acting stubborn.

And as you grow older, you tend to cross the line with frightening ease!

So a week has passed ( Read more... )

Day 0:The Sweet n Sour HomecomingSo I landed in the City of Godmen and Gangsta (yes... yes i know!) on late Thursday night. Since my aunt's family was travelling with me, there was a fair share of my dad's family eagerly awaiting us at the airport. All those faked exicited smiles mandatory hugs, and corny jokes did little to cheer me from my most ( Read more... )