Tag: Literature

Not a love poem

In that haze of blue and white, The strands of gold did gleam. A twinkle in the eyes, A shrug, never more. The flicker of attention, The targets sought and not, Went by in a daze.   The walls each shone, With brittle candour of their own. The air fluttered, making way for that festoon … Continue reading Not a love poem


One Predictable Book

Chetan Bhagat, or to be precise his reputation, and I go back a long way. Way back in eighth grade, I'd come across a newspaper article that reiterated a reputed magazine's declaration of Bhagat as the biggest selling English language author in India. I was surprised, primarily because I had believed that my distractingly colourful … Continue reading One Predictable Book

In All Seriousness

In All Seriousness

Elections. The worst ordeal possible for a person with negligible decision making prowess. Their natural appearance annually, if not more often, is thus but inevitable, given my equation with lady luck. With another blockbuster edition done and dusted, I find myself bereft of responsibilities (only those pertaining to the organizational aspect of fests), friends (they … Continue reading In All Seriousness