Am I at Sea?
I often come across as a slightly lost and confused kind of a person. Be it my extreme hyperactivity levels, or slightly irritating ability to connect random things, they tend to add to an aura of confusion around me. I…
Silly Point
It is unusually close to the batsmen. It is a dangerous, yet a rewarding position. It gives new players a chance to learn the game, the nimble ones a chance to display their fielding prowess, and the wily ones a…
किम्कर्त्व्यविमुढ
सब कुछ था स्थिर, अविचलित, शांत सा, अचानक से इस दुविधा ने लाया एक बवंडर सा। क्या करे क्या ना करे के दोराहे पर मैं हु खड़ा, असमंजस से जूझता, पर इरादों पर अड़ा। इस पार है निराशा, उस पार आशा की किरण,…
The Healing Chill of Hebbe Falls
A chill runs through my body, crossing my spine, and within touching distance of my brain. I can only feel the cold water massaging my bruises, playfully interacting with platelets busy constructing a clot. I can sense a relieving burn…
Spicy Hot Summer, Served With Buffalo Dip
There are summers, and then there is that idiotic summer. I was interning with an organization studying tribal arts in the Rathwa tribe dominated Chota Udaipur region of Gujarat. In a constantly sweltering Sun, which was seldom in mood to…
Thali Memoirs and A Visit to Rajdhani
Honestly, I have slightly moved away from the Thali format (by Thali I mean the Unlimited Thali formats, representative of the scores of Marwari-Rajasthani-Gujarati style platters). My initial indulgence in Thalis was a result of petty bets on hogging more…
Fear of Motion Sickness
The idea of traveling is often accompanied by a variety of emotions and a switching mental state. Love, laughter, disgust, amazement, fear, curiosity are all significant emotions one can relate with travel. But nothing disturbs our mental state more than…
The First Sip
Years ago when I was a kid, I had accidentally discovered and realized the existence of Alcohol. I had stumbled upon a bottle of Whiskey, while looking for something in my Father’s wardrobe. Till that point of time I had…
The Curse of the Ring
It was my first winter in Ahmedabad. And a cold winter it was. I remember very few things from that period, maybe there was hardly anything worth remembering. Not from that winter, and not from the few months which followed…
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