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Some musings about life and cinema from an aspiring writer when he is not analyzing data or drinking coffee...

30 Nov 2016

O Captain! My Captain! - II

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Last evening, I stood in the smoking area outside my organization, with my first manager who was quitting. As I stood there, I was reminded...
21 Nov 2016

Demonetization and a dear friend

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It was November 9. Around 10:30 PM. A very dear friend of mine called me. "Are you still at office?", he asked. I had left office...
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10 Nov 2016

The Umbrella seller

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I will be your umbrella seller Do you want the majestic black one? Or the bee-deceiving flowered one? Or the Newton's-disk resemblin...
6 Nov 2016

He, she and their love stories - II

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"I love you" he had said "I can never" she had replied Today marks the 40th anniversary of his proposal He now liv...
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31 Oct 2016

Being a super villain

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“There are four of us. We can either split ourselves into groups of two ninjas – red team and green team. Or we can have one super villain ...
23 Oct 2016

Billboards

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I look at billboards longingly.  I long not for the luxuries they offer but I long for all that they could be.  When a billboard show...
22 Oct 2016

There is a want...

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There is a want for silence. Not for the noiselessness. But just to scream. It will not be one of pain. Nor one of anger. Sometimes, it is ...
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