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To put it bluntly,I'm not a man of letters..I'm not even a man of words but I do like to put down what I feel on paper.. You have something now that was once my most treasured possession ,or so I thought. A bad day,the worst boss and all those hidden fears counted for nothing  at the end of the day, just because I knew  that even if all was lost,I would still have had her by my side.. You aren’t her first,perhaps I wasn’t either .   I'm still coming to terms with the fact that there was someone before me who was to her what I believed I was...Someone to whom she might have whispered the 'sweet nothings' she whispered to me...Someone whose healing touch she would have believed in when she was down...Someone who'd have been the first to pop up in her mind in times of Joy... MALE EGO ...I tell you. I admit,my mind had wandered more than once,loosening its grip on my heart and allowing it to hope I would be her last. I am not naïve, but wi...

Old  readers of this blog would perhaps remember that the first post on this blog had exactly the same name.. Sometime in May 2013,my blog turned 3..Even though I do not scribble that often nowadays,reading what I have written over the years is as good as sitting in a time machine and going back in time... Feels good to reminiscence over the good,the bad and the juvenile.. *Ugly I won't say because my narcissistic self loves almost everything of whatever I've ever written* The story you'll read subsequently is a big time modification on what initially went up on the blog in 2010,t he intention being a selection hope for a story-writing contest... I took down the initial post in accordance with the competition rules and now that my story didn't make the cut,it goes up on the blog. Ah...and this is the customary anniversary post  as well,even though it was written sometime in August 2012 **I'll keep coming back to you scribbling** Trains,Facebook e...

**This piece was written for DHANVANTARI-2013,the annual magazine of AFMC,Pune** so if any of you would prefer to read it there,please logout & wait for your copy.... A warm April evening in 2009,the faccha batch had finally had finally been given its copies of DHANVANTARI..Eagerly sifting through the magazine,a story named  ‘Spit & Polish’ written by Surgeon Capt (mrs.) Sheila Samanta Mathai,R Batch caught my eye… As I progressed through the story,an initial expression of shock slowly gave way to a smile and as the truth dawned on me,I ran over to Byom’s room..I had to tell him  what had happened...Afterall,he had been my partner in crime… Byom’s reaction wasn’t much different to mine..A shocked expression & the choicest of swear words later,we had laughed off the matter… The above story was still revolving in my mind when the Boy spoke,yet again in chaste English “Its okay if you don’t believe me,most people don’t.”… It was Sept,2012 & ...

As I pen these lines,my facebook &  twitter timelines are flooded with updates about how ‘The Dark Knight rises’ has finally given a fitting finale to the World’s most loved superhero… However,for someone who’s waited so eagerly for the final movie in Nolan’s Batman trilogy,my mind’s been strangely pre-occupied.. At 10 in the morning,surfing through news to bide my time through attendance,the headline of Rajesh khanna’s demise had little effect on me..I had never been a Rajesh Khanna fan,my tryst with his movies restricted to some of his lesser known movies & only a few of his classics.. In hindsight,I’d say my sensibilities at that age just weren’t good enough to appreciate ‘Classic Bollywood’… How could I??...My parents were still in college when ‘KAKA’ was at the height of his unparalleled career…Having witnessed the hysteria & frenzy he generated in those days ,(something which led to the epithet ‘superstar’ being coined & used first time for a Bollywood st...

I'm back home & blogging seems to be a natural recourse from boredom & an utter lack of things to do....not the only reasons though... I need peace & calm,which expressing myself in writing provides me in good measure.. Sometime in April,2012 this blog turned two ...In case you are wondering how it feels,it feels as good as seeing a sapling you planted all grown up while you were away...dumb comparison,I know...but it kinda suits the occasion no??... The last post on this blog was a  confused,mushy piece way back in August,2011...Long time...ain't it??.. No matter how hard I tried to finish the posts lying in the drafts folder,things just didn't work out... Just one of those things about scribbling- If the flow ain't smooth,then probably you are trying too hard... So I let it be,incomplete posts piling up the drafts folder... Thanks to the people who visited the blog even during this rather uncharacteristic absence...Here's hoping I can make for this abs...