About Magic and Second Chances

There’s something incredibly enchanting about a wintry midnight, when a city is drowned in slumber. There’s something hauntingly beautiful about the golden streetlamps that hover over the expressway – like tall, sun kissed trees that have weathered centuries of storms and decadence – as the world around them grows into silence. There’s something magical about…

The Trouble with Flirting while Driving an Auto

Let’s face it, women are quite stupid, really – still bowled over by adulation, kind words and poetry. A very wise man once told me, “Consultants are people, who look at your watch and tell you the time.” As it turned out, he was quoting his father – very much like a consultant. Given my…

Imagine Us

Imagine, The two of us Sitting by the twilight The crackle of timber Flares like fireflies That explode in mid-air A shower of ice and fire Melting into the darkness   Listen, to the river That breaks gently On the muted rocks You can hear the sound Of a thousand different stories Voices, memories and…

About Sleeping In

Despite our well-intending parents’ commendable efforts to inculcate in us the good old fashioned Indian values of waking up in the morning and contemplating our pointless existences, (every time our neighbour’s late rottweiler began to howl,) my sister and I turned out to be quite the opposite. Our defensive mechanisms were quite remarkable, so to…

Best Friends

She wore a beige sweater and a navy blue skirt, and her hair was neatly tied into a bun. She sipped at her coffee, occasionally flicking through the magazine and tapping away noisily on her crimson phone. For the seventeenth time, the waiter smiled at her – she glared at him, while pretending to read…

Romance, Sentiment and other Bengali cliches

At least once in your lifetime, on a lazy and listless afternoon, you are certain to come across the resigned form of a Bengali gentleman, weeping inconsolably whilst tightly clutching his paashbalish – as he copes with the rejection of yet another strong willed woman who has had enough of his neediness. Before we proceed,…

The Trouble with Bengali Match-making

Over the term of his mostly uneventful natural life, a pure-blooded, rice gobbling, siesta loving Bangali gentleman is mostly consigned to his disappointing life at his desk, while his mind wanders among the hills of Darjeeling, or pretending to hide behind his morning daily while his fiercely independent wife tears him a new one, and…

Incompletion of Us

After four years of being in a committed, long distance relationship where we’ve been confined to watching pixelated, low resolution renditions of each other on our LED screens, or conversations over the phone, interspersed with long minutes of static and echo – I imagined I would be used to your constant, unyielding absence from my…

The Curse of Permanence

The wind howled through the tall trees, As the rain lashed the sea; The lighthouse stood guard, watching silently, The smooth rocks, the watery sand That in the veiled moonlight, Shone murkily, like forgotten debris The Stranger had walked a twenty miles, He stopped by the grave stones to rest; No sign of life, the…

My Mother and Cigarettes

Sometime around in 2009, my wonderful roommate and visionary introduced me to the world of smoking. -x- Of course, I was roughly aware of the concept of smoking by the time I was four years old. My father had recently returned from Austria, and I could hardly take my eyes off the sweet smelling blue-gold…

The Merciless Crapper

Of the very few things in the world that can make my skin crawl and my blood curdle at the mere sight of them, the Indian toilet figures at the very top. It has been the proverbial thorn in my foot, the nemesis that continues to outsmart me – despite twenty six years of my…

Mid-Twenties, Fails and Pretty Women

Mid-twenties, for most men, can be a particularly delicate period. He has recently discovered a knack for chugging gallons of sweet smelling, frosty brown ale and maintaining a distinctively gentlemanly composure while engaging in tasty conversations on women or politics. He has discovered, much to his displeasure that both the elevator and its occupants have…