stumbling in the dark tried to get my foot into what I realised later was a handkerchief next stop the balcony with its clothesline kid all of a year and some, next door called out “aankle” or something like that I don’t mind I like her she is an early riser…

politely he refused the umbrella offered. the falling snow did not deter him. Nature and Rahul Gandhi have forged a unique friendship…

from the confluence of oceans to the crown of mountains we walked

these beautiful lines from the song: याडं लागलं — by Ajay Atul- movie, Sairat — quite easily their best album yet. fantastic tribute to Illayraja झोप लागना सपान जागवाया लागलं पाखरू कसं आभाळ पांघराया लागलं the lights come up in houses around me, some folks sticking to their daily routine…

the central side of my city a little less happening equally dug up though this time around it was a truck which pulled up alongside pointed out the right direction he must have reached by now widened streets the extra lane occupied by tempos,cranes ricks, taxis waiting to make this city what it has turned into only…

the artist in the sky starts with a delightful pink on clouds and another colour I cannot describe a jet travelling far above  leaves a…

There is something magical about experiencing your city come alive. And no better way to experience it than walking. Walked to my maushi’s…

light breaks reveals trees gone bare & a path strewn with flowers no wonder the ground seemed softer today playlist serves, waqt ne kiya wonder how Spotify knows then ends with Chaudhvin ka chaand maybe Rafi can see from above the few yellow flowers still holding on

the achievement  of walking right across a flyover and not feeling the strain

My experience walking part of the Maharastra leg of the Bharat Jodo Yatra- in the form of a diary maintained for Zizou enroute to Basmat — Tapovan Express Unchanged experience about a train journey has to be the food — it is just relentless — an hour and half…

Km 1 the comfort of a decent nights sleep still fresh Km 2 the body warms up banishes doubt Km 3 stopping the clock below 10 mins my Kipchoge moment Kms 4 and 5 faster than the first and second sun rises all in all a good walk

there’s a nip in the air winter is here

The Boss starts his anthem meant for the working class now a beacon of patriotism the sun has just begun to light up the sky A kid in glasses back from his festival leave slaps water onto a fancy jeep trousers upto his ankles and a t-shirt with superman logo kryptonite handed down over generations shackling him I…

sometimes the sun slides in first appear the colors various shades in the sky then come the rays like a jazz melody creeping into your soul sometimes, like today it makes a grand entry without warning blitzing everything shock & awe nature’s sky nature’s rules

its been a trying 8 years and some. A period when some said that all is over, asked what is the point-why not just cross over. One waited in determination, in hope, ready to go it alone if necessary. Slowly the fog clears and I see more people joining in…

the only thing we should be tired of, is giving in. we will fight them on twitter, we will fight them on meta, we will fight them on WA —…

some day the clouds will clear some day the sun and a drizzle will conjure a rainbow the day will light up the tricolor hoisted on a fort red a quintet of colors will herald a fresh start it won’t be easy, mate got to try harder to get a decent man at the other end of the cord

i mute the alarm buzzing on my wrist brush aside thoughts in my head, going its cozy here raining outside moss on the ground start tomorrow that hurdle crossed i break free socks sneakers earphones a trinity holy usual playlist kicks in i cross one comfort zone into another under dark clouds a brisk walk begins

i walk past the truck delivering vegetables an analogue play that still holds on they are just about done for the day a bike roars past someone waits impatient as hunger builds an algorithm at work on the streets of Mumbai the biker’s day has just started

these days i smile the smile of no reason there is a spring to my step i feel the moon after long