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This is where i think aloud. This is where I talk to strangers who become strangers again. This is where i rant..! Well, you've been warned. If you still wish to take a stroll, You are Welcome. But do keep your footwears outside. Thank you.

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August 19, 2012

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Along came a friend request.

November 01, 2012

Chapter 1. SOCIAL NETWORKING Facebook had long ceased being just a time pass for me. It was an addiction. Every 'like' i could gather, every comment that 'tagged' me, was my food, my elixir. Those were the days when i thought impressing girls in facebook was the easiest way to get laid. I tried every trick known to man to be impressive. I uploaded photos, i stole funny tweets and posted it as my own, and the like. No, i didn’t mean to impress any special person. That’s the point. I had no such special person. And I desperately needed one. And hence, all my efforts were addressed 'To whomsoever it may concern' . Thus the web laid, I sat at its centre like a spider, ready to pounce at the first sign of a prey. Patiently wait, i did. Hours became days, and days turned into weeks. I got not one positive response. I was losing hope, getting frustrated, and was about to smash my computer screen in. Then, at that very moment, a tiny red button on the top...

The Twilight Zone

December 03, 2014

I follow the trail of blood drops, like he followed bread crumbs in that fairy tale. I know I can't save anyone. Nor can I solve any crime. I'm too shy for any of that. But I need to know, like the cat that got itself killed. It is getting late. Dark. But I know I'm getting close. The droplets here haven't even dried yet. Yes. I'm close. I'll just have a look, and rush back home. Just in time for the soccer match. I turn a curve, and see her walking ahead, blood dripping at every little step. She holds her dress up her thighs, and has a wide stepped gait. Blood seemed to seep from within, high up her thighs somewhere. Just another rape then. I feel my curiosity fading. I almost stop my pursuit and turn around, but then I see something hanging between her legs. I can't go back now. I have to know. It's true what they say. The curious cat does have nine lives. I quicken my pace. I have her at an arms distan...

Glimpses: An Amateur’s travelogue

December 19, 2012

There was a time during our final year study leave, when I thought all hope was lost., a time when I had no incentive to live. It was then that one of my friends came up with a plan. A plan that gave me something to look forward to. My light at the end of the tunnel. 13 people, 21 days, India. I know it is difficult to compile the experience of a lifetime into just a few sheets of paper. And hence, I donot attempt that. This here, as the name suggests, is an honest attempt of an amateur at preserving atleast some glimpses of those 21 days of travel, 21 days of knowing India, 21 days of being free. A backup, just in case my memory fail. The incidences mentioned here are not in chronological order, not in alphabetical order, or not in order of preference. These are completely random, just 'coz that is the way i like it. I do hope you will pardon me. Chapter 1 Shit happens I was always told it was pretty difficult to hit a moving target. This fact was proved to...