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Hurry Up Please, It’s Time
I started this post with too many images in my head. None of which wanted to form themselves […]
Day 6- Spice and Fire
I love spicy food. Amend. I love food. And I also love spicy food. I came to the […]
Day 2 in a PG
Have you ever slept on a bed with the plastic sheets still covering the mattress? Now, I can […]
The First Day in a PG
It sounds grand writing like this. At the end of another working day, I drive down 3.5km instead […]
Staying in a “Ladies PG”
It’s all very quaint and Victorian. We don’t call them PG for Women. Or men. It’s PG for […]
Bangalore’s PG Village
Wandering through the bylanes of Marathalli, Bellandur, and various other villages was a revelation. I am a traveler, […]
The Mute and Bowring
Looking down the far edge of the wall, there she was. At the same place as she always […]
The Y I Need To Be Online
I have fought against it. Resisted it. Battled it. Yet, I find myself shaking off the cobwebs of […]
My War with Chinese
This blog has been so neglected of late. It feels like an abandoned child, and so does my […]