And so this entire week passed in a haze of coughing like I was trying out for tuberculosis patient role in ancient Hindi Film which used to have storylines, one of those side characters who die dramatically much like the … Continue reading
…coughing like a wizened old lady. The eyeballs are bloodshot. The face is swollen and puffy. Yesterday at the mall playzone, little children stared at me in horror and parted way to allow me to pass. The best part about … Continue reading
Over the past couple of weeks my diet is getting increasingly simplified. If it looks edible, I will eat. This has reduced a lot of confusion in the household. Gerrout all them leftovers, the garbage bag is right at the … Continue reading
So it is officially on me. The fact that I am a big fat liar, and that the header on this blog needs desperately to be changed immediately to thirtysevenandcounting if I am an honest child and worthy of my … Continue reading
So there was I, with similiar shopping fetish friend with me for company, at this new mall, at Oshiwara in Andheri. On the link road. Opposite Oshiwara Bus Depot. On a triangular shaped plot. To your right if you’re coming … Continue reading
Much like how men have sex on the brain? Like how they think of getting it on with every person from the girl walking down the street to the Playmate on their screensaver. Every 0.52 seconds of their lives? Yes, … Continue reading
Before the slush, the sludge, the flooded roads, the infernal power cuts, the outbreaks of every communicable disease that mutating viruses can create, and before I start going down on my knees and begging the powers that be to send … Continue reading
