Author Archives: kroswami

Where we try, and try again but with a certain amount of laziness, secretly hoping to fail

Am sure you know what that feel like. Don’t lie. The times when you pretend to work real hard, perhaps looking and hoping for some kind of external validation, but inside your heard (and I do meanĀ inside) you know that … Continue reading

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Where we wonder, and wander, but more wonder and less wander

I came across Pankaj Udhas’ picture earlier today. Made me wonder what his come face would look like. And then I thought about it some more, and tried making a list of people whose come face should never be made … Continue reading

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Where the wind shifts uncomfortably, like when you are wearing loose undies and you feel a wedgie in progress

Right now, I cant think of a word that is more accurate and succinct than the word wedgie. I mean it has got everything going for it. Short, relatively easy to say, and conveys everything you need. Even the sound … Continue reading

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Where the earphones begin to give up, tired of always being in confined places

It is understandable. Don’t think too many people would like to be in someone’s ear all the time. Just all the time. Staring into the (hairy?) darkness. Sure, it could be exciting in the first few days, such a pleasant … Continue reading

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Where the grapes in competing vineyards start to fight, a no holds barred death match of sorts

Fighting grapes must surely produce some fantastically gory scenes. Fighting each other, swinging and trying to crush their foes. Tearing their thin skins, exposing the sweet juicy flesh to the elements. Watching the drops of life seep out, drop by … Continue reading

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Where we go back to the books, breathing hungrily into the pages

There is something very comforting about reading a book again. Especially if it is one of those books that seeped into your mind, right through the eyes. There are also times when you have left a book half way, and … Continue reading

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Where we do emotional atyachaar to each other, like kids who were assholes

Kids who were assholes generally don’t change much by the time they grow up. Something to do with genes is what I have understood after doing some extensive research on this subject. Such research largely consisting of going through old … Continue reading

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