"While his heart bled out; a hum broke the gate to his soul."

December 3, 2016

Introduction: Barkha Rani Jam Ke Barasti Hai

Barkha Dutt is a name I knew when I was still a teenager in college. You were this beaming, fierce journalist that became the first female "Embedded Journalist" in the Kargil war, one of the early ones, years before US christ...

September 23, 2016

I am hurt that I have to do this, but the circumstance is such, that I must my dear. A confession must be recorded, a trial must be conducted, and our love must suffer, for this will damage our love in permanence and without which we will draw to each other again, no m...

August 11, 2016

The best place for a perfect sabotage plan to germinate is in an author’s mind, but at times, it can also spring up -- or just aided and abetted – by one of his many stooges. This article is about one such hypothesized scenario, or is it really a hypothesis?

The Why

Why...

August 2, 2016

Fall to me is like Holi in India - Colorful, gleeful, leaf-ful. Many love stories of a single tree perish away in the reds, the blues, the ambers; baring to bone the lover that held it all together, and germinating a life of stark loneliness in brutal winter. If trees...

July 21, 2016

I want to love someone; I want to be loved!! In both scenarios, in addition to all the fluff we call romance, we can trace our feelings back to some shade of daddy issues; or mommy issues; or in some very unfortunate cases both.

I obviously have nothing a...

July 14, 2016

Long before Christopher Nolan became the drooling factor for critics, hollywood and bollywood; and much before the Batman reboot, the inception conundrum, the time twisting wormhole and the magical science of prestige; there was a short story called Memento Mori and it...

July 8, 2016

  

"Rip it," is the first thought that crosses the mind. "Take it, quickly make it your own. Just ignore the shades of color or even the tone!" The excitement swallows all else.

But is that the right path? 

A tucked away voice in my heart says "Don't just r...

June 30, 2016

I don’t walk gangsta’ style, do not even own a gun, don’t really talk trash and certainly do not walk around with my jeans below the waistline.

So, then why do I like rap/hip-hop?

When I couldn’t find any answers around my urban life, I did what most confused professiona...

June 15, 2016

For the longest time I wondered what was really a stereotype? Not that I didn't know but I just wanted to reason it; just for the heck of it. So, I did, and the subject of my deep philosophical investigation was Grandma! You could watch movies or read indian books, the...

October 2, 2015

A novel is written, sold, celebrated, treasured and archived. But there is something that is never the same - It's the author's intimacy with the characters that at times end up bending his own reflection. 

This is the first post of the 'Making of Punk Sunk Love series'...

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