
The illusionist
blogs from Mumbai


It was a dull and dreary morning, the clouds obscuring the sun in all their darkness. There wasn't the slightest trace of pure sunshine anywhere. Whatever light there was, was impure - contaminated by the dark clouds. The only thing missing was rain - to make that November-end morning an epitome of...
Posted on 20 May 2012 | 4:18 pm
Read postI tried to love I could not be, One to give and care, unselfishly,So I tried some hate, but couldn't bear, To, by rage and anger, be so impaired. Hence, I gave it up, for now IKnow I'm not fit for emotion, Neutrality, impartiality, and aye, Indifference, is my position.
Posted on 25 July 2011 | 2:23 am
Read postThe Resurrection of a Purist.. "He was trying to inspire me to react.""Incite, you mean?", said I, exasperated at such abuse of the language."Thank you. As ever, the leader of the Puritan clan."The smug expression on his face when said that made my head go steaming like a rice-cooker about to blow u...
Posted on 22 July 2011 | 4:49 pm
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