The Bearable Lightness of Being

Red would frown seeing Kundera being quasi-plaigiarised in this manner but I honestly couldn't think of any other title for this blog post. I sometimes get the sense of things being in a separate reality as it were. And while that may have shrinks reaching for a diagnosis of psychosis but there often doesn't seem... Continue Reading →

If.. (A Confession Of Sorts)

If I knew then what I know now I'd have learnt to swim properly and had a physique I wouldn't mind flaunting. If I knew then what I know now I'd have only beanbags or beanbag chairs instead of proper furniture or just have Japanese-inspired seating arrangements. Sounds cryptic? Read this, this, this and this.... Continue Reading →

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