This blog won’t be seeing any updates in the next 10 days. Kindly revisit the old posts if you absolutely want to spend your time here.
While I promise to be back with new posts thereafter, don’t be surprised if the promise is unkept. If there are no posts by the 15th day, then assume that [...]

Sitting on the desolation row,
I looked at the captain’s tower.
Pound and Eliot were not seen,
perhaps gone home having got tired.
The poisonous words were still floating around,
the lover boy done in by them.
Cinderella was sweeping the shining floor
shedding a tear at the pumpkin rotten.
The forces were out there lying in wait,
keeping a tight watch over the bait.
For they [...]

I got tagged by Kalafudra. Time to play Smart Alec.
1. Last movie you saw in a theater?

Ironman.
2. What book are you reading?
100 Great Science Fiction Short Short Stories edited by Isaac Asimov, Martin Greenberg and Joseph D. Olander.
3. Favorite board game?
Played only one so far - Monopoly. But that’s no reason to put it down [...]

As we were nearing the head of the line, I could make out two burly guards frisking others ahead of us.
‘Aww…. not here too. They have begun to search for terrorists everywhere. That’s so frustrating.’
‘I’m more worried about other things.’
‘What other things?’
‘What if those guards are gay?’
‘What?’
‘…taking pleasure in running their hands over us, feeling [...]

Salim Langde Pe Mat Ro is arguably the best movie ever made in the Hindi film industry in the bildungsroman genre. When it comes to presenting the moral degradation and the eventual redemption of an ordinary on-the-street person, this movie is a sure winner. It reminded me vaguely of Mira Nair’s Salaam Bombay.

Saeed Mirza has cast Pavan Malhotra [...]

The Dude and Mr. Quiet were having a conversation about an author and her works. They were in amicable disagreement. I wanted to shout out to them, tell how both of them were wrong. But I hadn’t been invited to it. I sighed and bent down to stare at the monitor at my desk.
The Dude [...]

Watching Ghostworld sparked off a flood of emotions on an uneventful dusky evening while I lay on that blood red bean bag pitying the world and mocking myself.
Mohammad Rafi made the pathetic coagulated hours flow more freely. I wasn’t surprised for he has always managed to do that with an amazing consistency over the years; [...]

‘… and a pinch of red hot chilli peppers. That should provide the sting. It looks like a Queen’s meal now. I wonder if the Prince is going to like it. He’s been in Fool’s Garden ever since Frankie went to Hollywood. Before that, he used to visit Linkin Park.
The cold play and the cheesy radiohead [...]

I bunked office yesterday. There was no particular reason to do so, but there was no reason not to do it either.
I guess I was just tired of the everyday ritual. I needed a break. Routine makes one a zombie. All the windows of thought are locked, power of reasoning shut out. The comfort of [...]

I wish the seconds would linger
keeping the rest waiting;
I hope the coming would go,
rewinding the play,
making it possible so.
You wish you were I,
making full fill
and the sun sin;
I wish I was you,
lusting the list,
gunning the gin.
We can’t be singular,
except in terms of grammar,
on the pages etched,
just as us comes
between I and you.
The lovely Bess still [...]