This is my Gift, This is my Curse. The Ethos, Pathos and Logos of being Azeez Narain. All commercial establishments in this extremely cosmopolitan city have to have their names written in the local language. Sometimes the implementation of this dictum, can lead to extremely funny, yet unavoidable situations. To Shantaram, with Love. Coming from a family of academics, journalists and bureaucrat.

Imagination is as powerful as knowledge. The Long and Short of It. More than 18 months back, in a quiet seaside beach on the Western fringes of India, I had sat down and wished hard for miracles to happen. But first I needed to know that there exists magic in this world. Because sometimes for miracles, you first need to believe in magic. Magic demands pain, Magic needs patience but more than anything else Magic requires sacrifice. 2017 was the year when Time be.

A platform for my verbose expressions. Tuesday, August 14, 2007. Unlike most of my previous posts this one does not speak about me for a change. The protagonist in question here is none other than our very own Mr. Saturday, March 10, 2007. Friday, December 15, 2006. Dada, this one is for you.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009. The tale of the Eurail Youthpass. This tale, is in fact, not in the slightest way connected to Eurail youth passes, or any other competing railway pass products. The statistics, far from being a miniskirt that covers more than it reveals, is in this case, a brazen admission of truth. By the age of 26, Paul McCartney.

Saturday, January 19, 2008. It has most certainly been a long time. While I would have liked for the title to have some metaphorical context, I am afraid that any creativity left in me has sputtered dry. Here I will therefore be talking only about the movie bearing the aforementioned name. There are some very poignant critiques. Sunday, December 16, 2007. A few days after the last post, my brother had a baby girl. I got a few new pics of hers today and wanted to share them.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012. They came from the gutters. They came from gleaming spires. Flawed, imperfect, beautiful,. Spawn of a thousand sires. Taking the grotesque with the divine,. They toiled for an age,.

From a tomboy to a mom. Here is why Kattapa killed Bahubali. I define a good movie as a movie that makes me think about it even after it is over. While I applauded the technical brilliance of this movie, until the end I thought the movie was fairly predictable and hence strictly OK! For the protagonist to have some meat in his role, it was plainly obvious that his father had to die.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010. Monday, April 12, 2010. So what do we do now? Vimal asked. Given it was far from his general state of being, i wondered if i should take a moment to just enjoy him being harassed. His voice was more urgent.

My outlet for all my ranting. Tuesday, June 03, 2008. I have my sister to thank for coming back to the hideous writing that I thought I had carefully hidden away from the rest of the world. It was like the Universe pleading with me to stop committing the atrocities on the written language. Tuesday, June 13, 2006.