A Bad Dream
Woke up on a cold, cold night Bled my eyes in horror In someone else’s ruins Now lay; My fortunes of tomorrow. A song of tears, my stake to death The wicked circle seeks arrest By paths carved in wafted … Continue reading
Woke up on a cold, cold night Bled my eyes in horror In someone else’s ruins Now lay; My fortunes of tomorrow. A song of tears, my stake to death The wicked circle seeks arrest By paths carved in wafted … Continue reading
I had this strong urge to bake today. Was planning on making something else but turns out those stupid people at the supermarket wrongly labeled thyme as rosemary. And I was stupid enough to not note the difference till it … Continue reading
* Dhobi Ghat’s greatest asset lies in its production value. It’s stunning to observe but isn’t intimate enough to reach out or seep in. * While debutant director Kiran Rao captures not more than 10 % of my beloved city … Continue reading