“Happiness is a mysterious thing, to be found somewhere between too little and too much.” – Ruskin Bond If you are a book lover, you can’t really visit Mussoorie without realizing that this is Ruskin Bond territory. You see it in the winding roads and rolling hills. You hear it in a chirp or a […]
I first heard of Ruth Ozeki’s masterpiece, ‘A Tale For The Time Being,’ a few years ago. It lay on my mind’s shelf, and although I had heard of it, I never came around to reading it. Until a few weeks ago, I was traversing books hungrily, flipping from one to another in a frenzy […]
How did September almost come to an end? I shake my head in disbelief. This can’t be happening. Has the world somehow shrunk Time? It seems that the days are running shorter and I am dreading the end of each day, knowing that somehow, inexorably Time is weaving its spider’s web over my life, entangling […]
“April is the cruelest month,” wrote one of my favorite writers, TS Eliot, in that magnum opus of a poem, The Wasteland. If you haven’t read the poem, please go and carve out some decrepitude of time and read it. “Hurry up, please, it’s time.” April wasn’t cruel for me, though. Last month was beautiful, […]
Oh, March! That Month of Madness. Mad as a March Hare was I. Bereft of sense was I. Chasing Shadows was I. And yet, here I am, another month, listening to these wise words from Yeboah. “Only those with tenacity can march forward in March.” ― Ernest Agyemang Yeboah I agree. March is a rude […]