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Emotional Consequence of Broadcast Television
Television made its place in almost every Indian middle-class household by the 2000s. Two decades later, it now seems somewhat obsolete to people in their 20s, something that has outlived its purpose. TV has descended into the amalgamated madness of screaming panellists and anchors. Mixed with comedy shows which rest on “Wife bad, Husband good”… Continue reading
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I hate Sunday evenings
I hate Sunday evenings. Some people hate random things. And if I were to pick and choose something random to hate, I would choose Sunday evenings. They are the pinnacle of loneliness and gloominess. An abrupt break in the routine of life. On Sunday evenings it feels as if everyone you love and care about… Continue reading
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Dying stars
In 6th standard Our science teacher Told us about the fate of stars. He told us it takes years For the light of stars To reach us, where we are. And when we see a star shine It’s been dead all along It’s an absurd thing To teach a kid that The star he wished… Continue reading
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Catching up with friends
One look through my friend list on Facebook, and I would see a plethora of names I rarely talk to. My contact list is filled with people I never message. I’m in WhatsApp groups with people whom I rarely meet. And all of these aren’t strangers. These are people I used to spend hours… Continue reading
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श्याम परिंदा
आसमान अब सुना है पंछियों का शोर नहीं पंछियों के परो की दी जा रही बलि कही एक राजा है इस देश का निर्दयी और मायावी भी खा जाता परिंदों को उनके पर आते ही प्रजा भी निर्मम है कहाँ राजा से कम है परिंदो को पकड़ लाती परिंदो की दुश्मन है … Continue reading
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To north campus, with love.
A few days back, I went to my hostel to pick up my notes. When I was in my hostel room frantically packing notes, something dawned on me. The next time I’m in this room, It’ll be to pack up my stuff and leave for good. It was a parting that I always knew would… Continue reading
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Waiting
Waiting sucks. I’m sitting on a bench, fiddling my fingers. I move my leg up and down before I remember how you hate it when I do that. So I stop. I think of all the stories I’m going to tell you. I think of the jokes and segues in conversation which will lead to… Continue reading
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Night
It was just past 11, it had rained heavily. I was lying on my bed scrolling through my life on social media, one app at a time, when your roommate called me. Maybe something bad happened at work today, someone must’ve said something. Maybe you just fought with a friend or with your father. It… Continue reading
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Moving on
Piledriver Waltz plays in the background and the part when Alex Turner goes “You look like you’ve been for breakfast at the heartbreak hotel”, has been echoing in your mind for a while. You think of all the relationships that ended badly and you pick one from which you’re yet to move on. It’s frustrating… Continue reading
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Longing
You’re sitting alone. It’s almost midnight. “Dekho by Kaavish” is playing on your phone. It rained a while ago, and your feet are a bit cold. But you like it. You look at your phone, restlessly. You feel kinda impatient. Anxious. You want someone to text you, someone who you know isn’t going to. And… Continue reading
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The case for “not being different”
“It’s important to be different from others “ This was the one immutable principle of my teenage years. I used to think I must stand out. I must be different. This was all a result of my sudden interaction with the world of the internet and social media. I was competing with the world to… Continue reading
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The Inevitability of a heartbreak
Hi, there Let’s get one thing out in the open. Heartbreaks are inevitable. In the course of your life you will get your heartbroken and chances are you’ll break someone’s heart too. That’s just how things are. There’s no alternative, there’s no safe path. You can’t anticipate it and you can’t save yourself. You can’t… Continue reading
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Coming of age ?
Like millions of teenagers all over the world, I also saw a lot of coming of age movies and read novels in which a lost young protagonist finally found his calling, fell in love and saved the world. I eagerly waited for my call to come to me, to “find” myself and more importantly to… Continue reading
About Me
I’m a guy in a strange place writing an infrequent blog. I speak with little to no expertise on everything. What I write comes from my lived experience and that’s all there is to it. This is a blog maintained with v low effort and purely for my joy
Boy in a strange city 