Hiccups in love

Based on Plato's Symposium: "People were initially hermaphrodites until God split them in two, and now all our halves wander the world over seeking one another. Love is the longing for the half of ourselves we have lost...." There was this friend of mine who was good looking, topper in the class, a great sportsman, an orator, a painter. We all envied him for we believed that God had given all talents...

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World of unrequited loves

Dear students, Imagine a world of unrequited loves. My sample size of today's discussion is the entire universe whosoever is capable of loving. But then today our lecture is about one of the most beautiful concept of "unfulfilled loves". We all love it.  Last evening, I screened for you the movie Vicky Christina Barcelona by Woody Allen in our auditorium . In the movie, Javier Bardem says...

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Ask the Expert

Inspired by Ask-the-Experts columns by Suhel Seth (for Telegraph), Pooja Bedi (for Delhi Times) and several other experts, my friend too decided to try himself on this counselling business. He started the same job long back but then no newspaper or magazine was ready to publish him, so he approached me quite saddened by his failure to launch a life-counselling career. Hence, I am helping him by...

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The state of zero

Dear Students, I have always been fascinated by zero. The state of nothing. The position of zilch. Spanish call it "nada". I had written about it in one of my previous posts that how life was blissful only in the state of infinity or zero. We all try to chase infinity and are unable to attain it, thats the root cause of all sadness. Hence, zero state is much easier and probably Buddha and many...

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The heartbreaker

There is a positioning of every person's life in this world. His positioning was that of a heartbreaker. He did that all the time- breaking hearts. He grew over women and they fell for him like a trap. They were aware that he was a heartbreaker but somehow falling for him was like some subliminal power act and as much inevitable like the birth and  the death. Hence the fall and the pain had...

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Driftless Scribbles....

" May be in general scheme of things he couldn't find any meaning in life, but on a smaller scale it was okay. Not always, but a lot of the time....."-Keret Scribble 1. Well I am not a reader, a traveler, a thinker, a music lover, a movie buff or a blogger. Even though I do read, travel,  love thinking, love good movies, listen to my own set of music and am blogging now. I hope you understand...

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Weird thoughts

1. Birthday Well, I did not celebrate my birthday this time as I turned 28. It had been my long live dream to die at the age of 27. I believed all cool guys die at the age of 27: Kurt Cobain, Jim Morrison, Janis Joplin. I wanted to be in that super cool league. It had been my long lived dream. This birthday marked a special day, a day of my shattered dream. 2. Materialism Everywhere people are...

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Sentimental.

Today as he laid on his bed injured, nostalgia hit him, reminding him of good old days. Days when she visited him in his shoddy place and read him books while his legs ached in physical pain. She pampered him  by fetching water everytime he needed it, did all the silly household chores but above all laughed at his bad jokes. He asked her why did she laughed at his bad jokes, and then she would...

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Moments of retrospection

Dear diary, Tomorrow, I celebrate three years of my job life. Well "celebrate", I wonder? Frankly, it has been a tiring, tedious, seeing-the-same-bullcrap-everywhere and a taxing journey. Well you got it right. I am here to crib and vent it out. Yesterday, I read an article which was of the title "Date a girl who travels". Not as well written as the original "Date a girl who reads", but made...

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How to crack arranged marriages?

Well, yesterday I met my old school friend who narrated me three of his most horrifying stories where he had to evaluate girls to be his potential wife in line with the doctrinal arranged marriage process. To give you a background (Strictly my opinion), my friend is a sort of a combination of 3 characters: Catcher in the rye’s Holden Caulfield (but more grown-up), English August’s Agastya Sen (but...

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Bombay revisited.

This time when I revisited Bombay, I did my usual marine drive walk from the start to the end clicking pictures of the sky changing colours. Those who have been to Marine Drive are quite aware of the street kids who sell flowers to the couples, water bottles to the thirsty and some eatables to be snacked. In my regular photo session, I asked a bunch of kids selling flowers to pose for...

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Chapters and Lessons

These following stories could be about one of us. Let us call our protagonist 'he' for it is concise and might give you an inkling of having some connection with him. Chapter 1: B-school Well, many of his acquaintances tend to attribute his awesomeness to his 2- year education at one of a premier B-schools in India. He was not sure whether to dispute it or to just submit to their innocent assumptions....

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Three Encounters at Rishikesh

If you are fed up of daily mundane life at Delhi, then let me suggest you that you go and visit Rishikesh. Just pick up your ruck sack, some  basic necessities, some eatables and some books and leave. Sit near the cold Ganges flowing at some great speed, see the pebbles rolling under it and get immersed to yourself. I do it often and hence fellow readers, I bring to you...

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(Not so divine) Comedy.....

1. Telephonic humor When I came to Delhi and I took a new mobile connection from Vodafone, little was I aware that Vodafone recycled the dead mobile numbers previously used by some one else. And in my case, it had belonged to a girl named Richa. From day one, I had been receiving phone calls for Richa from boyfriends, girl friends, interview consultants and insurance sellers (arranged in descending...

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The two weird fests

1. The Book Fest Well, few days ago I created this book fest and gave it an effortless name of 'the Milan Kundera book fest'..Only four people (including me) consented to participate, out of which two of them were a couple (probably in love with each other). Thankfully, I owned four Kundera books in my pint-sized library. All of us four took one book each (through a lucky draw). I got my favourite...

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