The Bread-crumb Writer

Was watching The Danish Girl, again last night just to the point where my favorite scene arrived. Not that I don’t have the option to pull forward to it but just to build up the atmosphere, I have to REACH there. It is the scene where Gerda Wegener, a portrait artist in the mid-1920s is…

The Analogy

For most of my life, I was wrong about the subject of medicine. A doctor was the mortal form of God himself. And a medical student was someone, whose life began and ended with books. But through time, I was proven wrong. For starters, our future selves, doctors, do not save lives. We are just…

Never changing, Am I ?

A story from the words of the girl itself, who was living her final days, whence came around SOMEONE. ‘Him’, that is how she referred that someone in this poem. But was he really a person or was it something else? Was she really dead? But who left at the end? The words might have…

Silly me! – curio

The silent bright student At the corner Beside the window Or right under their nose The one that is so damn attentive Yeah the ever ready one The one that never missed a lesson Oh the teacher’s pet I’ll make sure I won’t make a mistake Impress, don’t show Don’t let the fear overthrow The…

The Bloody Talk – Curio

I came across this video How Women Have Lived With Their Periods Since 1900 a few days back and I realized that India is still in the 18th century. Sorry to disappoint the tech savvy crowd of this nation but. How the hell did we manage to be CEOs at international companies when we are…

I won the toss !

When I was young I was told to plant a tree on every birthday so when I die, I’ll die in a garden. I have decided to plant an idea, so when I die, I’ll die in a different world.

Art-file Nostalgia

Was cleaning my bookshelf……. Thought how about sharing with you…….including the behind stories..in the captions….. Enjoy !!!        

The Inescapable

When the ruins of undesired lands Are palpated with the charm of morning light The spasm of the wind dive into sands The life with eternal suffer swoop with the sight Now they don’t care, who cares for them For what they’ve seen are just tyrants But one who cares can care enough For a…

The Insignia Postulate

Who are you?….Sorry! Didn’t mean to offend you…..I….ah…. meant….um….WHAT are YOU??? Being the sole organisms with a self conscience, we treat ourselves with the title of ‘WHO’. But the reality is ‘WHAT’. Do you have a tail…No?….Stripes?… Green leaves ?……Petals?……You sure….you’re not microscopic ?……..Well according to the ICZN, you are Homo sapien……..Hey wait…its not done…