I’m having a bit of a blogging personality crisis. Well, it isn’t as serious as it sounds for, let’s be honest, I haven’t been serious about blogging for quite a while. It doesn’t nag me, or excite me as it used to. And it’s not because I’ve grown out of it. I just don’t know what more I can do with it. Continue reading “Of Blogging Personalities”
Do I dare Disturb the universe? – T. S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
Mildly Excited, Perfectly Content Person With Moderate Curiosity: Hey, Amrita, are you going to NaNo?
ME,PCPWMC: You know, NaNo? Like NaNoWriMo? Continue reading “Do I NaNoWriMo?”
A good sprinkling of young people – some vacant-looking – some bored – some definitely unhappy. How absurd to call youth the time of happiness – youth, the time of greatest vulnerability! – Agatha Christie, Death On The Nile
How To Be A Bad Blogger
1. Do not reply to comments. Who has the time? You already said what you had to say. And they’re asking for more? Why don’t they just like and share like normal people do?
2. Participate in the community as little as possible. Yeah, you need to Continue reading “Of Bad Blogging”
I sometimes wonder what it would be like to be a tyrant. This might have something to do with my recently binge-watching The White Queen, a TV show based on the War of the Roses, and particularly sympathising with the notoriously sympathetic King Richard The Third. Continue reading “Of Customer Service”
It started with a dedication. We were on holiday in France. It was my first time there, and we spent most of it stuck in a hotel room, on account of getting sick from some terrible, as well as terribly posh, food. Mum was taking care of me, my sister Janey and dad. She was the only one who didn’t get sick, the only one who’d been there so many times that she knew what not to do. She was watching this show on a French music channel called C’est Pop. The French clearly fail their imagination when it comes to naming pop music shows.
He was there, the only man my mother told my dad she’d leave him for. Continue reading “Short Story: Strange Attraction”
Happy Rakhi to Everyone!
What is ‘Rakhi’, you say?
A rakhi is a ceremonial wristlet, usually tied on the brother’s wrist by a sister during the Rakshabandhan festival, but has often served as a symbolic gesture for brotherhood and solidarity.
I wrote this story last year, Continue reading “Short Story: The Rakhi Maker”
Scene: On a deserted road
Lady: Did you bring it?
Man: Greetings (said with some irony, emphasizing Lady’s lack of manners). Yes, I did.
Lady: Where is it?
Man: Here. Continue reading “Meeting: A Play”
Today, I have a guest post by the lovely Melisa Marzett!
Every writer at some point relapses feeling so called writer’s block. Writers are extremely sensitive by nature and they tend to think sometimes that they are not worthy Continue reading “On Writer’s Block”
If you are a book blogger/reviewer, I have a proposition for you!
I would love to send you copies of my book Of Opinions: Essays on Life, Love and Loneliness (available in all e-book formats – .mobi, .epub, .pdf etc.) to read and review. Continue reading “Book Bloggers Wanted!”