That Monsoon – part II

If you missed part I, it can be read here part II begins- This is what I did… Ok, don’t hit me….. ducking for cover The story is still 55 words! No one said anything about images now….. right??? By the way, the story is true, and the image is a pic of my first ever oil painting…… It was August 2000 and my semester was just over. Fortunately, I got a month off!!!!! Thats rare, and I was jubilant. But watching the rain fall on dull monsoon afternoons wasn’t my idea of spending a vacation. So, I made this….

That Monsoon – part I

Here is my attempt at 55 word fiction It was typical monsoon afternoon -dreary. Everything was a shade of grey, from light to dark and everything in between. A dark gloom had enveloped everything… I was confined indoors and the blank colourless walls stared back at me… The starkness became unbearable… I decided to do something about it… Raindrops on Glass To be continued… Keeping in with the tradition, this is also in parts! 🙂 Read part two – The Monsoon – part II


When anyone asks me, that what are my hobbies, I always say reading, movies and music – the usual stuff. For some strange reason, I never say puzzles. On an average I do one puzzle everyday! (And that should make it a serious hobby, shouldn’t it? More serious than reading, music or movies, for I neither read a book everyday, nor do I see a movie everyday!) But for some odd reason, I never enlist solving puzzles as my hobby. I have always enjoyed doing puzzles, right from childhood. It started from Fun pads filled with jumbled words, silly crosswords

Seven Things…

Seven Things you want to do before you die: Learn to drive – I’m soooooo scared of driving!!! Sample all the cuisines of the world!!!! – I’m a foodie all the way! Write a book (and probably have it published) Direct a film or perhaps a play – Wishful thinking *sigh* Loose weight!!!! – Forever on my to-do list! Read every book written! – This is a tough one! Understand myself – This is tougher!!! Seven Things you can do: Play Antakshari non-stop for four hours! (If it was allowed, I’d turn pro at this!) Sweet-talk my way out of

Don’t Cry Joni

A long time ago, when I was discovering classics on radio I heard this song on a late night radio show. I don’t know why, but I recorded it. The first time I heard it, I hadn’t paid attention to lyrics. I heard them later on, and loved them. I laughed and cried at the same time…… Jamie please say you’ll wait for me, I’ll grow up some day you’ll see. Saving all my kisses just for you, signed with love, forever true. Joni was the girl, who lived next door; I’ve known her I guess, ten years or more.