Monday, 30 July 2012

The Letter from Hogwarts

I was thirteen when I started reading the Harry potter series. I distinctly remember the day I bought my first Harry Potter book. It was ‘The Goblet of Fire’. I bought it from a sky-train station at Bangkok, Thailand. My life changed from that day.
And I never looked back.

Thursday, 19 July 2012


'Ah, those were the days. A pad was something to write on, a pod was full of peas, apples and blackberries were known to be just fruits and yahoo was something you said when you were excited.
And I, I was the pinnacle of every musician's career! For I, am the mighty CASSETTE!
I was honoured, revered and looked upon with awe. I was collected, and that collection was shown off with great pride to jealous onlookers. I was dusted regularly, lovingly wiped and carefully placed in shelves. Why, back in the day-'

Friday, 13 July 2012


I don't remember how old I was, but I distinctly remember how it started.

I was reading an Archie comic, and it was a story about Betty. All the students had to choose an instrument for their music class. The other students all chose instruments like guitar, drums, keyboard; instruments that were commonly used in rock bands. But Betty chose to play the cello.

Wednesday, 4 July 2012

Random Thoughts

The sunlight glared down on me like an angry schoolteacher.
And, like an ashamed pupil, who was caught in the act of causing mischief, I kept my glance downwards.
I had no sunglasses. So I walked with my head bowed down, squinting at the grey cement sidewalk.
My brows seemed permanently stitched together in a furrow, such was my attempt to escape the sun's hatred.