Not a simple subject, but he’d been reading up, and even writing about it. Though he hadn’t completely internalised it, he felt he was beginning to understand. But the actuality of ‘transience’ hit him when his computer crashed. Photos, notes, accumulated over 7 years. Gone! Data recovery attempts failed. He too was yet to recover. […]
“Ooh, seventh anniversary coming up”, says I, my eyes straying over the dates. No response. “Seven year itch..”, I remind her. “For now, you scratch my back and I, yours” “Isn’t it more to do with affairs behind your back?” “Easily solved if I scratch your eyes out first. I’ll promise to watch your back” […]
The Riddler presents…. I was asked whether I’ve stopped writing 55s. Maybe I was waiting for an occasion. Actually, look at the occasion in another way, and you’ll find it adds up. If you didn’t get it, maybe this is just another bat tees post. If you did, don’t make a joke of it, okay? […]
He was told not to misbehave. He mumbled that he understood the momentous nature of the event. She replied that his behaviour in public was still a matter of concern. He figured this conversation was bound to happen when one was traveling by bus for the first time after six years of life in Bangalore. […]
Disclaimer: This is one of those trippy posts written purely for indulging the self. 🙂 It all started when we realised that we could never find Nagraj when work had to be done. Some even said he never responded anyway. And that’s when I suggested that we get a been, so that he would be […]