Nocturnal Nostalgia
The silence of the city at midnight is almost eerie. All that my auditory sense perceives is the hum of the air conditioner and the clitter-clatter of keyboards. I peep…Continue Reading →
The silence of the city at midnight is almost eerie. All that my auditory sense perceives is the hum of the air conditioner and the clitter-clatter of keyboards. I peep…Continue Reading →
The wild west has its Harley-Davidsons. In the relatively tame east we have the Royal Enfields. The motorcycling legend celebrates…
Today is India’s Independence Day, a national holiday and I’m still slaving at the office. I forgot to add this…
Delhi nowadays resembles a city under siege. Armed security personnel everywhere, fingers lightly placed on the trigger. This is no security drill. As 15th of August 2005 draws near, every…Continue Reading →
1984 – is not only Orwellian fiction, but is also a bloodstained reality. The Indian Prime Minister Manmohan Singh calls…
In an earlier post (This is Not News) I lamented the degrading quality of Indian television news channels. It might…
Sunday mornings. I love them. No office. Grey clouds had curtained the fulgent Delhi sun. A light breeze caressed the week’s laundry on the balcony. The rustle of the newspapers…Continue Reading →
The winds of foreign shores beacons many a fidgety native soul. Somewhat frustrated with the domestic scenario, a friend of…
‘Competition breeds quality’ Indian news channels seem to be losing no effort in proving this adage wrong. As if the…
I was waiting for the hullabaloo over the latest in the Potter series to wither a little before I started writing this. I feared that my voice would be lost…Continue Reading →
My brother is a foto freak. One of his prized possessions is his camera, which he acquired soon after getting…
Two bloggers are pitting their literary skills against each other to decide who reigns supreme. This Deathly Fish versus Bob…