Sleepless In Sydney

I first spotted them on my way to Darling Harbour. Bullets. Four of them, seven metres high, imposing in absolute rigidity. Full metal jackets. A sculpture that didn\’t toy around with ambiguity; it was clear what the bullets implied. They exuded a plaintive sentience which, while inescapable, was only a part of the full message.Continue reading “Sleepless In Sydney”

The Bizarre Contradictions of Thailand

A young Buddhist monk, an oblivious Moken child and the inescapable Eye of the King. Within these three, I was presented a Thailand of bizarre contradictions. * * * In the heart of Bangkok, you will find Wat Pho, the Temple of the Reclining Buddha. Sprawling nearly fifty metres in length, the figure that restsContinue reading “The Bizarre Contradictions of Thailand”

A Magic Trick In Cambridge, UK

Are you watching closely? It is a misty Sunday morning in the year 2014, but as with all affairs pertaining to Cambridge – does it really matter? At the fringes of Market Hill, a street magician is summoning the middling early morning crowd. The air is rife with summons interspersed with limericks, quips and someContinue reading “A Magic Trick In Cambridge, UK”

A City\’s Soul In Deira, Dubai

\”If you can\’t find it in Deira, you will never find it.\” So impregnable was the belief of the merchants of Deira, at the booming hub of trade in the Gulf that dissecting its legitimacy would have been deemed purely absurd, if not sacrilegious. Even today, in 2018, it is nearly impossible to not findContinue reading “A City\’s Soul In Deira, Dubai”

In The Alleys And Valleys Of East India

To describe India, to attempt to describe India, to attempt to describe a region of India would in itself be a self-imposed imminent felony. Irrespective of your prowess in expression (of which I remain woefully amateur) the magic is such that words can try but would inevitably fall ridiculously short of expressing the essence ofContinue reading “In The Alleys And Valleys Of East India”

The Unheard Voices Of Tehran

\”Iran good?\” I\’m abruptly distracted from my increasingly ravenous glances at Tajrish square by the mangled and rather limited English of my reticent companion. He i- actually never mind about him just yet, as his time will come near the end of this piece. In retrospect, I take immense satisfaction with my retort since theseContinue reading “The Unheard Voices Of Tehran”

\’How To Ace Your Job Interview\’ By Venkataraman Sundaraman

The Hunger Games or Big Boss Brother, it\’s definitely one of those two. Maybe both. Having grovelled in the chasms of unemployment from a time when \’President Donald Trump\’ was nothing but a frivolous joke (some argue it still is, but faulty microphones might differ), I find myself empowered with the experiences of multiple interviews IContinue reading “\’How To Ace Your Job Interview\’ By Venkataraman Sundaraman”

London: My Monopoly Board Come To Life: Part 2

Make sure to read Part 1 first, because who the hell starts with Part 2? * * * Numerous other books and prominent movies have all harboured British or American connections, and as such, I grew up reading and visualising a lifestyle far, far different from the one I had. It used to amuse meContinue reading “London: My Monopoly Board Come To Life: Part 2”

London: My Monopoly Board Come To Life: Part 1

“I like cities with a story.” Ever since I was young and moderately literate, I’ve been a hopeless aficionado of storytelling and storytellers. If you’re into underrated Bollywood movies and have managed to expose yourself to the visually and mentally stimulating odyssey that is Imtiaz Ali’s Tamasha, that little kid gaping with open-mouthed amazement atContinue reading “London: My Monopoly Board Come To Life: Part 1”