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  • Through the looking glass

    Sometimes, I stare long an hard, at this despicable little hell hole we live in. Where the devil lurks at every corner; temptation takes us all in. Into a whirlwind of lust, and greed, and debauchery. Where bare hands cr…

  • Revolutionary Road

    Slow paced, much like its time and setting, Revolutionary Road takes us through a heart wrenching two hours. It traverses through a young couple's lives, the highs and the lows, the sanity and the insanity of everyday li…

  • The Times

    I don't know about you, but I grew up in a world without war. I grew up on cricket, and books, and petty family feuds, and cars, and sport and bicycles. I grew up on television. I watched our cricketers smack fours, toss…

  • Urban inspiration

    And, where am I supposed to find words in this wretched little city- where people are squeezing into cars, spilling out of roads- and little distances take hours- and all is a flurry of people, and fashion, and money. Wh…

  • An ugly side

    It seems to me as if Mumbai, India is rearing its ugly side. All I can see, and hear, and feel is spewing anger and hatred. The poor are blaming the rich, the rich are blaming the politicians and everybody's blaming the …

  • Forgive me, I'm dreaming.

    The worst is over, but the darkest hour is yet to come. No longer will we have blaring news channels and worried phone calls to cling on to. We will be left with the bleakness of our everydayness minus some, left a city …

  • Notes from Mumbai

    A worker at my Dad's office has relatives who work with the Taj kitchen. On 26th November, 2008 it was work as usual for these two men. Until, terror struck. They escaped unhurt, albeit shaken some time yesterday afterno…

  • A Wednesday

    Until Wednesday, perhaps...just perhaps, terrorism wasn't such a magnanimous part of our lives, for when bullets first struck and smses went flying around, we all imagined it to be something, anything other than a terror…

  • A shining India?

    Sometimes, I marvel at the Indian dream, and how it has changed. Whilst the rich get richer; the poor dream bigger.In my little world, lives have flourished with time and technology. And so, my house help dreams of a wee…

  • Because you tread on my dreams

    A spate of ill-news has set me thinking; I am reminded of a conversation from two years ago. My venerable friend and me, were sitting under the grey-black evening sky, talking among other things, of Sacking. He had been …

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