Mike is a graceful old man. He is somewhere on the wrong side of fifty, fifty-five, sixty may be, but he looked dapper the last, and the only time I met him. Their was something very genuine about his persona, something very amicable. And something...

Neendon ke sandookon mein, Kabhi sone ke sapne the, Aaj Peetal ke tukdon ko mohtaaj rehti hoon"Its been long since I felt like a winner. Tomorrow, I want that to change." There is a song for every occasion, they say. This less known song...

August 15th, 2011Happy Birthday, India! Today was the most beautiful morning of the season to wake up to. I won't get poetic uselessly. It was not as if the air carried a whiff of freedom with itself, or that the first breathe I inhaled made...

I do not remember exactly where it all started. My misfortune, however, lies in the fact that I remember precisely where it ended, how it ended. I felt miserable, asked too many questions- the answer to none was forthcoming.Vision 1- Chirpy and...