Archive for the ‘ Anecdote ’ Category
Dhruv said, there oughta be tables at a pub, with deep beer mug stains on them, stains of the history of all who sat, talked, revelled. [ READ MORE ]
Today, I was in a squishy line (what line actually?). Kids all over. A horde in front of the snack counter in a movie theatre. Only one man was taking orders for four or five auditoriums. A greying man, short and soft, with jeans upto his chest was rotating on spot to pass popcorn to [ READ MORE ]
Swam in a lake under a waterfall.. the sunlight cut through making pillars of light in the green water.. and fish swam with me. and I had to jump in with all my clothes on as I had no change. So I dragged a lot of weight around.. unlike the boys in their itsy underwear. [ READ MORE ]
Here I am, trying to keep blood off my elbows and my parents absolutely insist that I use sunscreen. A moment ago, this guy suddenly decided to cross the road, without a backward glance. And I banged into him, squeezing my forward brakes instead of the rear ones, like a moron. Remember what they told [ READ MORE ]
I was born in Chikmanglur Ek sherni. sau langoor CHiKManGluR cHikmAnGlUr And in Banglore.. when I came.. It rained every night, every day of the year And in the morning it was fresh! In Dehradun, my uncle would bring us down the forest road by car and we would invariably see a leopard or tiger. Chhaaya: Have you seen the neelikurunji.. It [ READ MORE ]
I`m leaving on a jet train. My bags are not packed. I am not ready to go. Not even playing cricket. Imagining with Eva Cassidy that there are no countries. “Nothing to kill or die for. And no religion too. Imagine all the people living life in peace.” Oh my god! She is too hymn-y. [ READ MORE ]
He rides through the traffic on his bicycle. Against the flow. Head-on. Swiftly flying. His coat fluttering behind him. A few beads of sweat though it’s icy cold. And sure enough, as he goes downhill, he skirts past a car and bangs into a big red truck. Cartwheeling, freewheeling.. he is tossed like salad. His [ READ MORE ]
De Paul’s cold coffee at Janpath. Walked around Connaught Circus on a warm winter night. And finished with an impulsive movie at Regal cinema with Prasun, a friend. Late night show. The guy behind the counter of the very very old classic cinema hall was not in uniform like the PVR guys. He was not [ READ MORE ]
Rishikesh We awaited Deva, the guide who would take us to our campsite in Rishikesh. It was night. Suddenly a dark man appeared and introduced himself. Next moment, we were tripling on his bike – Deva, my bf and a precariously accommodated Malvika in a skirt riding high. Chills down the spine. Meandering roads. Goosebumps on [ READ MORE ]
Last night my friends and I went to Rashtrapati Bhavan. The building is so huge and so intimidating that even though people are allowed to drive up to it, you will find very few souls in the area; just the guards. Rashtrapati Bhavan is the Indian President’s residence and the biggest palace in [ READ MORE ]