Dissectron

If you havent shut yourself out from the world outside, unlike a certain mr. edward scissorhands, you must’ve read of the “techie who killed his wife and hanged self.” someone by the name of amit budhiraja.

he was from my product’s team. he was a biggie, and a gentleman at work. never showed any signs of…

Job ratings and relationships

It’s nine in the night and I’m sitting here in office, glued to my chair. Waiting for roomie to wrap up work so we can go home. I got a salary hike today. Very little but enough to bring spring in my steps. *Jump! Infact I was actually planning things out before I realized a…

Speaking musically

Music is very close to my heart, as is the case with many people. Often, I think of recommending music to friends, but never get down to it. So this blog is a small step in that direction.

Night song, Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan and Michael Brook — I am not a big fusion fan…

A perfect day

It’s a relaxed day at work. One that gives you half an hour for a coffee after lunch. That it has been raining heavily here in Chandigarh, only makes this Friday sweeter. 

I took a rather long run in the morning today. Stepped out of the room totally oblivious to how awesome the weather was. It had…

Independence and what it may mean

Sitting home unemployed, I keep hunting for new ways to kill time. A dvd of Bharat Ek Khoj borrowed from a friend has kept me busy for the last few days. Roshan Seth delivers the performance of a lifetime, bringing alive an era we have read so much of and know so little…

Ghazals..

..I dont understand them, but there’s google for that.

In Infosys, information security regulations have really tightened over last 3–4 years, Im told. So, most of us music enthusiasts are enslaved by what our forfathers aka ex-software engineers, now PLs/PMs uploaded on the network…

In Chandigarh

so here we are.

last sunday, my dad got me onto this real dirty bus at kashmere gate. ma, chachu and he came to drop me off. reached chandigarh one in the night. the silence, and the pretty roads were very imposing. and the lad here has travelled on hosur road for a year, so i do seek aesthetics in…

A story of futile medical tests

This blog hasn’t seen any posts in a while. That’s because I was in Bangalore, doing nothing. It was like Sabbath, only longer… so no writing could have happened.

I left Bangalore by a Saturday night train. Obviously, Friday night constituted of…

Muscles

So few weeks back, I decided it was time to confirm to the Punjab male stereotype by building some muscles. I hit the gym, paid 800 rupees. At my salary that’s serious captial invested. Nonetheless, went. First day guy made me run on the treadmill. I’m no Maurice Green but I can run, I guess the guy was impressed…

Today at the theka…

dhobi and i were out on another one of our purposeless, directionless evening strolls. i’d had the laziest weekend, u know the kinds in which ure so lazy to move you take one big meal at 12 noon to escape the miserable hunger cycle for the day? those kinds. anyways. so we were like, walking…