Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
I play music when I head for my bath. And it's usually a shuffled playlist so things stay interesting. In any case, the playlist chose Springsteen's Human Touch and while I love that song, I laughed to myself thinking that it was so, so not right during the time of social distancing and shelter in... Continue Reading →
Music. Pretty much of all types but I have particular songs earmarked for particular situations or moods rather. There's a specific song for decompressing. The main reason this song became the anthem for situations where the walls seem to be closing in is because of its lyrics. It's beyond ridiculous. Utterly ludicrous. And that's the... Continue Reading →
TO had a good time dancing to Shaitaan Ka Saala on New Year's eve but didn't know the name of the song. His Hindi being what it is, half the words just escape him entirely! And when he does utter them, they are so far from where they started out that it's more of a... Continue Reading →
The cries of Ole resound in the small room. The lights are dim but bright enough to shine on sheen of sweat on the faces and bodies of the dancers. Suddenly a deep baritone growls out notes to a song you don't understand but can feel all the way down to your toes. The thudding... Continue Reading →
I got too busy catching up with my folks and forgot to publish this last night. A little girl who's become a part of our family of 3 was paying us a visit this evening. Needless to say with TO turning 10 and his cuteness factors dipping day by day; a chirping and twirling child... Continue Reading →
My father moved around a lot while I was growing up. And it was a good way to live, everything considered. Met new people every few years, or met the same old faces in different cities and towns and had a good time catching up. India of the late 80s was a vastly different place... Continue Reading →
I don't always deal well with extended weekends where my kid's a part of the equation and Red isn't around or not going to be around to be a buffer. We, TO and I, get along well for a few hours and then I feel like asking his school principal to keep the school going... Continue Reading →
What happens when you don't want to get married but test drive being married by living together? What happens when you get caught being 'pretend-married' and have to play out the pretense? What happens when you try to get married for real to make things legit but realize that life is conspiring against you? Luka... Continue Reading →
For everyone who's been told something's impossible, unattainable and to get their head out of the clouds because reality bites; Gully Boy is the answer. Zoya Akhtar's latest offering takes us deep into Dharavi, without any of the gore and gristle but without adding any glitter either. Ranveer Singh (Murad) shows how deeply he can... Continue Reading →
Kids extrapolate things based on their own frame of references. Mine does it quite a bit and even more so with words of a different language. He loves music and at different times we have played hosts to quite a few different earworms of his. One of his old favorites reemerged due to a shuffle in his... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 