I'm in a mood today to jot down some childhood memories. I'll try my best to put them in chronological order. [A note: I was born on 22nd July 1993] 1) The angel voices (1993-94) Strangely, my first memories are not visual. Actually, I don't know whether that is strange at all, but it seems … Continue reading Memories


On usefulness and the purpose of living

Earlier today, I was bragging to a friend of mine about having a little knowledge of Celtic music. I was lying, of course, I know as much about Celtic music as any other Indian (maybe a few songs, or is that extraordinary?), but what struck me was that my lie failed to impress him and … Continue reading On usefulness and the purpose of living