The Maroon-Colored Claustrophobic Beauty

Mansi has always been a car-lover. She has never been in a situation where she has had to depend on anyone else for a ride. In this latest cup of chai on CATW, she remembers her Alto fondly. I’ve been riding bikes a lot longer than I have been driving cars, and I have noContinue reading “The Maroon-Colored Claustrophobic Beauty”

Twilight Dawn

Oppression filled the foggy twilit dawn, the recherch√© feminism of the morning light danced an undulating number with the mood of the solitary cyclist as he wound his way up the serpentine path to the crest of the craggy peak, bathed in the soft glow of the fiercely burning star billions of miles away, stillContinue reading “Twilight Dawn”

Thanks For All The Spit!

There comes a time in every PR guy’s quotidian life when he questions himself thus: Who am I? What am I supposed to be doing? Where are my pants? I did this yesterday and realized that I could answer two-thirds of the above questionnaire and felt very happy about myself. Just because I am inContinue reading “Thanks For All The Spit!”

The Finger!

For some strange reason, people like to give me the finger! They think that raising their middle finger at me and glaring at me (if-looks-could-kill kind of looks) would make them feel better, perhaps even make up for all the injustices I have heaped on them. And the other thing that bothers me is thatContinue reading “The Finger!”

Cursed! Again and again…

…and again!! I don’t know which side of the bed I woke up yesterday, but I’m never going to do it again, hopefully! My day wasn’t all that bad, actually, but for some reason or the other, I got cursed seven times!! Seven different people in seven different situations cursed me with some unspeakable pejoratives!Continue reading “Cursed! Again and again…”