The girl in the alley

I ran, as fast as my legs could take. Breathing heavily, panting, as hundreds of people went past by. Something felt wrong. There was immediate news of a pandemic and everything went nuts. Shortage of food, groceries, supplies. It felt like the virus was following me, observing my every move, matching my pace, feet to…

The soul of Cambridge

Every city has a soul. This is a belief that I have held for a long time. Some believe that the soul of a city resides in its people, while some folklores consider it as a manifestation of an urban ego. An ego that has developed over millions of memories and events while transpiring against…

It is okay to not be okay

There are times when we are faced with a dilemma. A choice in which we have no say of ours. Such is this pandemic and the lockdown that was enforced on us for the greater good. Resultantly causing mass panic and widespread fear. As we proceeded with the first month of living indoors, I observed…

Looking back at the boy

I stood at the metro station. Dressed in formals, the attire of a corporate prison, with a group of people gathered outside. They were always there, irrespective of the time and day. A regular routine. Court to office, office to home. I barely remember when was the last time I paused to take a look…

Anecdotes from A Distant Land

Yes, this is a long overdue post. I was afraid either I would blank out and not know what to write or would end up writing a thesis. The blank word document lying open on my laptop was teasing me all along, and I found myself diverted fully into cutting my nails, failing to find the…