The gaily colored Mumbai-Kolkata Duronto Express sped on silently, while the rain-drenched windows allowed only a smudgy view of the vast paddy fields outside. I picked up my new copy of Atlas Shrugged after repeated failed attempts at falling asleep. This was my second journey on this train and more are inevitable, since it is …
I used to believe in God when I was little. Mom taught me to pray every morning and I was happy to accept the ritual as it somewhat soothed my childish mind from my childish troubles. Some of the earliest and fondest memories I have are of granddad, Mom and I, singing odes in the …
The first raindrops of the season fell yesterday amidst the sweltering heat. Maybe it had rained a few days back too. But these were the first drops worthy of noticing. Nature made me notice. With a sudden gust of wet wind the weak hostel windows flew open and rain came in, drenching my boiling hot …
Exams are closing in, and I’m drawn towards frequent blogging once again. I’ve never thought much as to why this happens. Normally I utilize my time gaming and watching movies/anime, but during exams, I blog. Maybe it’s because one feels less guilty of wasting valuable moments that way. Yes, blogging is more ‘aesthetic’ than gaming. …
As you people know, there’s something called the ‘WordPress.com stats helper monkeys’, which publishes a post about how your blog has been going over the past year. For the past 30 minutes, I’ve been trying to get my blog reviewed and have failed. Probably because my blog is less than a year old. Or maybe because …
Strangely, till a few hours ago I had never spent a waking New Year’s midnight in the physical presence of another human being. It’s in no way by choice. In fact, I realized it just today. Mostly I’m a friendless person; a loner in other words. Partying and dancing with a group of human beings …
Now that Kolkata’s famous monsoons have set in, the view outside the window has undergone some significant changes. No traces remain of the lively neighborhood made bright by the blazing white streets of Mangalam Park. Instead, there lay a dim world dripping with moisture, which might be considered anything between romantic and dull, depending on …
Keeping the rather interesting fact in mind that the primary (and probably, the only) reader of this blog is myself, I’ve decided to come up with another perfectly self-centered post. Let’s just say, it’s meant to be a preservative to my current self, amidst the ever-changing state of things and mind. Either this will jog …
Misty, winter evenings have a way of overwhelming me. It’s sadistic. On 9th December, I knew that the last homewards journey from school would be more memorable than the last day itself. It’s not that anything special happened. In fact, a premature darkness had set in due to an overcast sky. By the time I …
[Note: Site theme and title have been changed later. This post is no longer relevant.] Is my blog title inspired by Queen? Yes, and no, at the same time. For instance, I don’t think I’d have come up with the phrase had it not been for Bohemian Rhapsody. But I like to believe otherwise. The …