A Bun and Me

Everyday, Featured, Mental Health, Writing

Oh god, I am nervous about this. It’s a nervousness that comes with worry and doubt, packed with layers of “What are you thinking?! and topped by years of insecurities. I decided to start a series that you must pay to read. Phew. Last year, when Khushi Bun came into my life, she did so […]

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2025: The Year I Fell In Love

Featured, Mental Health

I have hardly been writing here. But for some good reasons. I have the love of my life keeping me busy. Last year, I went to a rescue center in Bangalore. I had already told the rescue center head about my preferences: A dog that doesn’t jump around too much. Is calming. Preferably a Labrador, […]

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An Offering Of Love

Featured, Mental Health

In a year of miserable downers, here’s something to rejoice over. So many stories. So many writers sharing the shards of their lives. Slivers that bled. Scars that never healed. Bruises colored purple. And through it all, showing through the act of writing their story that the shards, slivers, scars, and bruises aren’t what define […]

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Unreal Part 3


Everyday

It’s just a short taxi ride. We stop before a hotel I have never been to before in Xuchang. We enter, and I can see the “live display” in front. The place is buzzing. In case you are wondering with your dirty mind what the live display is, rest it. Just poor little frogs, eels […]

May 9, 2011

Unreal Part 2


Everyday

It was around 11AM when Stefanie – an old friend from my teaching days in China – and her daughter, Emma, came to our hotel. The initial meeting was a bit awkward – I don’t know if this is how it is for everyone. But for me, whenever I meet someone after a long time, […]

May 5, 2011

Unreal


Everyday

Here, I am in the Saturday Business Hotel in Xuchang. I have covered more than 1000km in less than 10 hours. The D-Train has to be the best train I have ever been on. I haven’t seen the European trains, but I think this can come close. It was around 2AM when I woke up […]

April 30, 2011

Da Leaves and Xuchang Calls


Musings

Da was this interesting Thai woman I wrote about in another post. Sorry, I am just too plain lazy to link these posts together. Birdy’s first reaction was that she reminds her of another person we knew whose nickname began with the same two letters. People who look the same tend to be the same, […]

April 29, 2011

Pork Dumplings


Musings

Most of my friends know I am a vegetarian. However, most of them do not know why I am a vegetarian. It’s something I like to keep to myself, especially as I see no merit in arguing with a meat-lover over the potential benefits of chewing on a cow’s behind or a carrot’s top. To […]

April 27, 2011

The Russian Who Doesn’t Talk


Musings

Last week, I came to class, then backed out immediately at seeing an unknown face. Did I enter the right class, I mutter to myself, trying to see the classroom number. Meanwhile, the strange person in pink sitting inside the class, also gets up. “Is it 208?” she asks. I nod, rather flustered, still backing […]

April 22, 2011

South Korean Movies and Popcorn


Everyday

Last Saturday, Fu Julie invited us home to watch South Korean movies. Why is an American who was staying in Cambodia for 4 years, and now in China inviting two Indians to watch a South Korean movie? Globalization, eh? Having had nothing to do that evening, we readily agreed. Fu Julie’s apartment is typical of […]

April 22, 2011

Another Test…Another Disaster


Musings

I think I am destined to do the most bizarre things during a test. Today, we had another test, this time from Chapter 13 to 16. At first, there is the irritatingly loud music from outside. And then, a little bee that buzzes around me. Finally, my favorite pen, the one I write all my […]

April 15, 2011

Green Ram


Musings

Tuesday was a holiday here, it being Qing Ming Jie or Tomb Sweeping Day. I was really happy because I was missing Tuesday’s speaking and listening class, which I hate. The teacher for this class, Tang Laoshi, is just an ordinary fluff ball of biases and prejudices. I could take it if she was a […]

April 10, 2011