Odd that you write this story on a week day. But, some stories deserve to be told. You walk into the hotel late in the night. The hotel does not hide its age well. It shows. Be it at the entrance or within. You walk in to the check in…

Step out of the bus, nervous, unsure, but you move ahead through the maze of escalators. The space is not too chaotic, but, is not orderly by the new standards that you have recently set for yourself. You do not stop for directions and instead move along with the moving…

Growing up in Bangalore in the early 90s, there are so many things that are unimaginable now, if you look at the time gone by from the lens of 2016. But, they were very much a part of the reality that you went through, a reality that you lived through…