• Musings

    Callousness in a crisis

    It begins drizzling just as I step into the campus gate. The raindrops come as such a relief in this heat, that I don’t bother to hasten my pace. Soaking in the pleasure of the raindrops falling…

  • Musings

    Let sleeping dogs lie

    It is hot as I walk to work, and I know it will be hotter by the time I get back. The month of May is like that. The lane between the hospital wards and my lab…

  • Musings

    The clean and the unclean

    My mobile phone rings while I’m in the middle of work. It is the delivery man from Amazon. I had ordered some computer peripherals which were slightly expensive. Since my landlady’s house was out of bounds due…

  • Musings

    The bloodsuckers

    It was around 7 pm. I had flown from Nagpur to Delhi that afternoon. Then got on the airport metro to New Delhi metro station. Next, walked into a group of haggling auto rickshaw drivers, all quoting…

  • Musings

    Comfort for the soul

    My fingers automatically go towards the green icon among the apps on my phone. Bigbasket. It is like a daily ritual now. Get bored. Scroll through Bigbasket. Add to the list. Order when the list is long…

  • Musings

    The dance of death

    Every morning on my way to work, I cross this long line of cycle rickshaws, autos and parked cars. And in seven minutes as I cross that patch, I overhear bits and pieces of conversations which give…

  • Poems

    Far away

    Beyond the cities and the crowds Beyond the plains and the people Far away, Perhaps there is silence, Silence that shrouds our beings. I’ve had enough Of managing Worlds, words and wisdom. Somewhere the silence of the…

  • Musings

    The death of logic

    The turbulence starts even as the flight is beginning to land in Nagpur. If it weren’t for the turbulence already on my mind, I would have been unnerved by the shaking of the aircraft. Nagpur is awash…

  • Musings

    Memories from a shared childhood

    In Bangalore, two schools, Sacred Hearts Girls’ School and St Anthony’s Boys’ School, shared a common boundary wall. I studied in the former, and my brother, Manish, studied in the kindergarten in the latter. The schools were…