1000 Watts
Turn off the thousand watts.
Pack up the moon and stars,
Roll out the thunder clouds,
And let it rip!
This is part 1 of 9 in BITS '89 ReunionBITS ’89 Batch Silver Jubilee Reunion Nov 2018 25 years since we graduated! Tradition is that there will be a batch reunion. But how? Doesn’t it take a lot of … effort? Co-ordination? Time …? In these pages is the story of the how, the what,…
november rain, a little delayed,falls gently, not in searing drops of ice shrouded in my red poncho i bike alongmy usual route takes me through streetsof soggy fallen leaves,once bright in autumn hues,now a uniform, nondescript brown the rain drums a rhythm on my poncho,drenching my hands as they hold the handlebars;my feet pedal a…
My first book, Mini’s World, is in print! Okay, just a custom print of a family edition, not published in any store. But print, all the same! A quick teaser about the book: Mini’s World is the story of a simple South Indian girl, born in the 1930s pre-independence India. This girl became my mother….
This is about a project I undertook this year to repaint my bike. Don’t want the whole low down? Check out my photo album of this project! It all started with my dislike for grey. Green-grey, silver-grey, insipid grey. 2013 Oh, why did someone have to steal my beautiful purple and green Batavus? My “new”…
The other evening riding on my bicycle, I had a race with a big bad bus – and won! Okay, the bus driver didn’t know we were having a race. And he was just crawling along the side of the road as if looking for a good spot to park… but still. I sneakily raced…
the petrified millipede millipede, O millipede!look at his tiny little feetwhere do they take him?don’t ask – he’ll freeze! i have not a shoe,i have not a souli’ll walk beside you where you gojust don’t ask me how that is so. question him and he will curlinto a little foetal whorlit’s best to let his…