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September 11, 2011

 Ten years. Wasn’t it sometime nearer?  Aah!!  Indeed, it’s been 10 whole years.

9/11 is an immensely pivotal event in our generations’ time.  It remains etched in our minds and so fresh are the engravings that 9/11/2001(or 11/9/2001 by our Indian standards) seems to have happened just sometime back. Different images come up – The second plane crashing into the South tower. The two towers coming down .The shrieks of helpless New Yorkers. Osama Bin Laden. George Bush. Conspiracy theories.

9/11 will be analyzed by many experts on almost every media portal. On this blog, I intend to write about my personal ruminations, nothing else. Nothing Stellar.Just whatever comes when I think of 9/11 Read more…


The Day of the Hyena

January 30, 2011

“As your sword bereaved women, so will your mother be bereaved among women.” (1 Samuel 15:33, Samuel’s words to Agag, king of the Amalekites)

“For everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and he who humbles himself will be exalted.”(Jesus in Luke 14:11)

Rakysh Threeparty is walking down the college corridor. He looks at students attending classes and gets pumped with pride for it was his assertive character that had compelled the students to attend classes (Rakysh believed everything that happened- from the decline of Hitler to the tearing down of the Berlin wall, was because of his brilliant self).An arrogant smirk comes across his face.

Helpless with his instinct to sniff people’s toilets and rooms, he ends up sticking his nose and ears outside the Dean’s chamber. He hears the Dean talking over the intercom. Read more…

My Tribute To Freddie Mercury(1946-1991)

November 23, 2010

“Art reveals the human emotions-The strongest emotions to the softest, the important emotions to the lightest of them, the most beautiful emotions to the dirtiest of them. The work of an artist is to reach an emotional height and to impart it to the admirer through lines, colours, sounds, movements and words and make him feel the same emotional height”

Leo Tolstoy in About Art Read more…

The Girl Who Loved Saffron

January 18, 2010


Crossing her arms round his neck, she closed her eyes and kissed her lover. She let herself go free – No mind working, No worries, No hurries, No who’s who, No reasons – just inexplicable euphoria. Read more…