His earliest memories of a Shehnai and its sound were from a mandap -- a platform raised temporarily for marriages and around which couples vow togetherness, their families surrounding them in all the directions, rejoicing in these avowals. He was 7 years old then and was seated on his mother's lap, deaf to what the... Continue Reading →
Of School and Spitoon…
This story, amidst other things, centres on the hopelessness of the entire process of growing up, and all the disappointment it brings along. As a child, I had always wanted to rid myself of the ritual called examinations. I achieved it at a high price - my childhood.
‘IT’ or not to be in ‘it’
This is sheer ranting and should be read as such. As much about the things I deem useful as about the things that yet don't make much sense to me. Perhaps writing about them will forge some perspective into me.