A tiny story of how people ignore their own shortcomings.
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My life partner
A tiny story of how I met my life partner.
Getting my identity
Thus began the wait. Oh, wait. Wednesday, 15 November 2017: Upon reaching office, I went straight to the meeting room. I was late by 5 minutes. I patiently sat through the meeting. After the conference call was over, I ran to my desk, and took a photo of enrolment ID. That is all I have,…
Suffocated
Can’t say what I want to say. Can’t do what I want to do. Can’t breathe. Can’t fall asleep. Can’t keep awake. Hate this hanging state. All of these unexpressed emotions are eatin me alive. I feel a blockage in my ear, and sinus, and head, and mind. Despite all my efforts, I’m not able…
Confused Weather
It is November, folks. November is about sweaters, and shawls, and blankets, and hats, and socks. November is about mug-fuls of tea, and coffee, and hot chocolate. This November is not sweet, it’s confused, and confusing. The temperature started to drop a bit since first week of October. It sort of remained constant for first…
Getting my identity
The tag line “Mera aadhar, Meri Pehchaan” literally translates to “My right, My identity”. Well I do have an identity. An official identity. I am a tax paying citizen. I have my records with the income tax department. I still do not have an identity. An identity that the government has suddenly mandated. There have…
Date night
A cold November evening I was asked out for dinner It was not the first time Felt special, how does it differ? It ain’t about food ’bout spending quality time together The food was nice The ambience was romantic So was my companion With personality so charismatic Ah how good times fly by. It has…
Human honkers
In this city, one cannot drive without honking. This is not a metro city. It is one of IT hubs in country. It attracts a lot of new and lateral talent, intra-state as well as inter-state. That means there is an ever-increasing stream of people who now call this place home. Some choose to buy…
An epiphany
Yesterday, my sister cooked a winter special leafy vegetable. I did NOT like it, it was bland. It was bland to the point that it enraged me. How can something taste so plain? It was bland to the point that it was not edible. I blamed her recipe / preparation. It was only chopped leafs…
A week in hell
The beginning: It starts on a Friday morning. I had one of those special nights when I just can’t sleep. I fell asleep when dawn was nearing. I slept through both the alarms and woke up by the call from transportation coordinator. He was asking me if I would be taking the second pickup. Got…