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The Enchanting Trains

There is something magical about train journeys. The charm starts from the railway station itself. The moment you step inside a railway platform, you are ushered to the concept of secular India. You will find people from all walks of lives, all religions, caste and creed waiting patiently on platforms. Some sipping tea, some listeningContinue reading “The Enchanting Trains”

End of Pandemic

I have big hopes from 2022. Can we get a respite from all restrictions. Can we bid adieu to this toxic virus that has claimed many victims worldwide? Can we move to a safe space? Have we really learnt our lessons? In my humble opinion, I believe we as a civilization have learnt our lesson.Continue reading “End of Pandemic”

What next?

What are you planning to do next? Where are you planning to go next? Which school for your boys? Now that you are finally settled, have you invested somewhere? How are you saving your money? When are you expecting? When are you getting married? When do you plan to invest? What shall be your specialtyContinue reading “What next?”

Different dimensions at the dead of night

There are plus sides to being an insomniac. On dark nights, filled with clouds, after a thunder struck evening you can slowly watch the mist engulfing your tiny home. Odd memories and odd dreams mix together to form a strange connotation. You can hear the crickets and other insects slowly singing into the night. YouContinue reading “Different dimensions at the dead of night”

Gratitude

In times like these, when so little hope remains with gory portrayals and even more grim situations everywhere, there are still some things… actually quite a many precious little things that I am eternally grateful to All Almighty. Firstly, for a job which I love, where by thou blessings and thou wisdom, I am ableContinue reading “Gratitude”

An affair called Marriage

Weddings are about enjoying novel experiences in rapid succession. There are some things which go as planned, and there are some which sprout up unplanned. There are last minute decisions which are changed even after meticulously planning that moment for months. Eventually, it is in chaos that everything is beautiful. Indian marriages are loads ofContinue reading “An affair called Marriage”

My Little Miss Universe

On a bright summer morning of April 1990, was born my little Miss Universe. My grandmother had expected a son along with rest of our neighborhood. This is far before beti bachao happened in northern India. But my folks were the happiest. Especially my dad because my mom had pushed out a healthy 3.7kg girlContinue reading “My Little Miss Universe”

My precious holiday realisation

Heaven above my head, a day well spent on my bed. With my memories and me, creating a melody. Some time to myself, just lazing around; temporarily free from the shackles that keep me bound. But tomorrow I must rise again, make every bone work and dive again. Dive in this sea of mediocrity, ofContinue reading “My precious holiday realisation”