I hated your friends. And it didn't take a genius to figure out that they hated me too. Maybe for taking up most of your time. Maybe for the way you picked my side in fights that I got in with them. But they didn't know. They didn't know that you agreed with me just... Continue Reading →
Usually, I write about books of authors I have been an addict of, rarely experimenting with unfamiliar (to me) writers’ works. P. G. Wodehouse is a name I have come across wherever discussions about a distinct style of writing have happened and it was necessary that I pick up a book of his as soon... Continue Reading →
Welcome to my new project - the new blog series I’m kick-starting with this post – ‘About THE poets’. The first poet is, my favourite - Lang Leav!
I hang out with my ex because he knows me too well. He has seen me at my worst and handled me. He knows what I like and what puts me off. He cares about me even now and I care about him too. Maybe what I'm saying is, he is what comes close to... Continue Reading →
‘On death and dying’ is a book that is all too familiar to any hardcore ‘Grey’s Anatomy’ fan because of the extremely famous line used from it in the series about the five stages of grief. Usually, I’m not a reader of non-fiction but this book was calling out to me! Even though it was... Continue Reading →
There are old friends and then there are new ones and sometimes certain in-betweens who leave a long-lasting impression and disappear without warning. A dedication to one such person.
I came across the writer Mitch Albom because of a famous scam that made rounds on social media of how a person would get twelve books in return for the one book she/he gifts to a stranger during Christmas time. ‘Tuesdays with Morrie’ was that one book one of my acquaintances got in return for... Continue Reading →