one night on the road.

‘You should be fully covered. Wind should not be able to touch your body by any means.‘ He’s giving bike ride 101. You end up doing what you end up doing. Quickly scramble your way up the backseat. You had already saved yourself a seat in the last bus to Chikmagalur. Plop yourself up, careful.Continue reading “one night on the road.”

swaying to a flicker of the heartbeat.

I arrive at the Green’s Guesthouse that turns out to be the loveliest little place in all of Auroville. An entryway dotted with pebbles and a pail full of pretty flowers greet me inside. Enveloped in greenery, the place has a rustic appeal to it. The walls are haphazardly dabbed with several shades of greenContinue reading “swaying to a flicker of the heartbeat.”

about the time when I fled to Ooty.

First weekend in Bengaluru and it’s pouring down hard! After scouring through Google for about half an hour and skimming through the top suggestions it algorithmically throws my way,  I pick Ooty at random and book the bus tickets for the night! The bus is unusually (or usually?) late but the weather Gods are bizarrelyContinue reading “about the time when I fled to Ooty.”

the fumble for a path.

Tripping yet again upon a choice, you fear a trap. Unable to view the choice for the gift it is, you frown at the privilege, of having possibilities to pick from. But no, you are not being ungrateful. Rather, you know yourself. Your indecisiveness. Your impulsive decisions. Your sudden quirks. Your weird whims. Your idiosyncracies. Your screwed sense of direction. YourContinue reading “the fumble for a path.”

when you unbottle to unbother.

you watch the stars parcel you an invite into a night so perfectly pinned to the sky at its fuzzy dark corners that you don’t want to dim its beauty with your inhibition or dissipate its magic with your fear or ruin its romance with your indefinite whys and why nots so you ask reasonContinue reading “when you unbottle to unbother.”

15 days.

You realize in 15 days, what you never could, in all those 120 days of working. 15 days of not having a job or rent money or a backup or any kind of plan and still choosing to stay rather than giving it up all and running back where you started from. 14 days ofContinue reading “15 days.”

‘normal’.

They tell you that you are not good enough, that you don’t fit in, that you don’t meet their expectations, that even though you have been putting in efforts, this ‘you and they’ thing is not working anymore. Funny, that is also how your relationship panned out in the end. ‘It is not working.’ HeContinue reading “‘normal’.”

stepping into the new year in Goa.

You are riding by dense palm grooves lining the roads, forming a thick canopy over your head. You can see the sun filtering in through it, can feel it kissing your back as you sprint by, watching the world through hair in your eyes. The houses in every block around here look like the onesContinue reading “stepping into the new year in Goa.”

another day, another night.

This is one of those nights when you huddle in a corner of your bed and type. You contemplate your choices. In your heart you know what you truly want. But it is just not coinciding with your reality in the present moment. Your head is a mess of things, more than you can comfortablyContinue reading “another day, another night.”