Magic Moments

I traversed the land I crossed the oceans, Flew above the clouds Moved underground, To burn away the me That I used to be, I buried my old self Put it to the grave, Kindled a new flame Tired of being the same. I found beauty And changes aplenty, I listened to the tale I dreamt of the lore, I answered every whisper That the wind bore, I'll master the pen I'll conquer the quill, I'll built my empire With my unfaltering will.

Dear You, It has been several weeks since I last wrote to you.  I didn’t know what to write about. About your songs that I keep listening to, day in and day out, in a loop; about the forums that I regularly visit and write in anonymously; about the fan fictions that I read about you; or about the doodles that I make of your name in the corners of notebooks while making futile attempts at studying, or about the multiple times I gather courage to call you, but cut the call just before it connects. I don’t know what stops me. Perhaps I fear you have forgotten me in these three long years. I don’t want to know it for real. I want to hear your voice, but I can’t bear it if you don’t recognize mine. People here adore you, as they do in the rest of the country. Every café, every shopping mall makes it a point to include your song in their daily playlist. Every cab tunes in to listen to your interview. And the neighbors include the latest updates about you in ever...

I keep returning. But Au Revoir still holds. :)  Just couldn’t resist the temptation of coming back. I received the Liebster Award from Privy Trifles recently. So this post is to acknowledge it and pass it on. This one's my second award. 1st Award I don’t know how I found her blog at first. A vivid memory tells me I was searching something about Paulo Coelho and/or Life in a Metro, and a few lucky wrong clicks landed me in http://www.privytrifles.in/. I have been so thankful for the chance discovery ever since. Some of her questions and my answers: 1.                   What is writing to you? A gift. A therapy for mental peace. It feels empowering to know that my thoughts make sense. I take pride in it. 2.                  Why Blogging? For the need of a personal space which I can call m...

Lupita Nyong’O said in her acceptance speech at the 86 th Academy Awards, “No matter where you are from, your dreams are valid.” Among the hundred or more dreams that I have, I want to find The Dream that is worth chasing right Now. I want to set my priorities right. I want to be able to have my own unbiased opinion in every field, every topic of argument, and every aspect of life. I want to gather that much of knowledge and wisdom and experience, so that I can be confident of what I speak, and be an individual who knows her mind, who knows her decisions and is unapologetic about it. Somewhere down the line, I’ve realized that I’m not blogging for myself anymore- I’m blogging for fame and success. So this is the right time to stop, stand and stare; do a bit of pondering. That’s why I want to take a break from blogging. A short one. It’s my second home, my mind’s palace, so rest assured- I’ll come back to it. And when I return, I’ll blog because it...

The Book Blurb: From the bestselling author of Mumbaistan and Compass Box Killer , comes the third riveting installment in the Mumbaistan crime-thriller series. When college students across Mumbai are murdered one after another in gruesome ways, Inspector Virkar from the Crime Branch is called in. As Virkar investigates, he stumbles upon a ruthless gang of young, tech-savvy miscreants who use social networking sites and the Internet for blackmail and sextortion. But how are the two cases linked? And who is the mastermind behind these killings? As the case grows murkier, the computer-challenged Virkar finds himself greatly out of his depth, chasing a killer who always seems to be one step ahead, and a group that soon trains its sights on him. He must race against time to unmask the gang and to find the murderer before his reputation is ruined forever. Thick with suspense and layered with grit, Anti-Social Network brings to you Inspector Virkar’s toughest case...

The book jacket reads:  Meet Balram Halwai, the ‘White Tiger’: servant, philosopher, entrepreneur, and murderer. Over the course of seven nights, by the scattered light of a preposterous chandelier, Balram tells his story. Born in a village in the dark heart of India, the son of a rickshaw puller, Balram is taken out of school by his family and put to work in a teashop. As he crushes coal and wipes tables, he nurses a dream of escape- of breaking away from the banks of Mother Ganga, into whose murky depths have seeped the remains of a hundred generations.  His big chance comes when a rich village landlord hires him as a chauffeur for his son, daughter-in-law, and their two Pomeranian dogs. From behind the wheel of a Honda, Balram first sees Delhi. The city is a revelation. Amid the cockroaches and call-centres, the 36,000,004 gods, the slums, the shopping malls and the crippling traffic jams, Balram’s re-education begins. Caught between his instinct to be a loyal ...

When writing doesn't come to me.... I do this. https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B8MO2ltZroNydWZmUTEzOFZNNDQ/edit?usp=sharing https://plus.google.com/110823944011294457767/posts/eJbuENzWU1k