Category Archives for Surreal
The difference between me and a mad man is that I’m not mad. – Salvador Dali
Hyderabad is a Plastic Jar
Hyderabad is not a city. It’s a plastic jar. With flowers. without the handle. With water. Without the lid. It had not grown out of nature, like a Banyan tree does. It has been planted, like a wheat plant is. … Continue reading
Sleepless in Mumbai!
Sleep, as always, is averting me. No, I’m not in love, neither have I been worried. In fact, it is the most wonderfully peaceful time of my life. But sleep, has its own whims and fancies. And so I blog … Continue reading
Being Thoughtless
I don’t like thinking anymore, and so stopped it. Yes you read it right. I have stopped thinking. There are no similar-sounding verbs to “thinking”, still for those with impaired hearing, or exaggerated disbelief on their faces, I repeat – … Continue reading
Onwards and upwards
Life, I say, is like, well, Vicks Vaporub. Didn’t you expect nonsensical metaphors here? You haven’t read my earlier blogs then. Please do. Okay, so back to Vick Vaporub. You rub it on your chest, your neck, around your nose, … Continue reading
Some Page
This is some page. Somethings are known about it. Such as, it is some page. But, there are some other things which are not known about it. Like, someone must have written it. We don’t know who that someone is. … Continue reading
Hmmm… for the lack of a good title
I have neglected this blog. And have neglected it for long, probably longer than an average television soap opera duration, and probably more that how much an average television soap opera screenplay writer neglects common sense. Anyways, I’m here again. … Continue reading
Free and surreal
Free. The mind is free today. Free not as in free gift voucher. but free as in free India or free software. Okay… like free India… free software sucks. Well whatever, the mind is free today and blissful. It feels … Continue reading