I have started to sleep less since last week not because I have to wake up an hour earlier than usual, but because I do not want to miss the fun in life by sleeping earlier than usual. I have started to run as well on weekends and I look forward to it. Since I moved back to Dubai in 2014, I have made quite a few friends from all walks of life. There were 8 of us in a closed group, 4 couples. Continue reading “44640”
Funny incidents take place between me and my wife all the time. She would reach out and hold my hand while we wait at a red signal and won’t let go even when the signal turns green. She would bend herself in a pretty awkward and uncomfortable position to keep her head at my shoulder while I am driving. She would drop her hairpin, comb or hairband under her seat to be handed over to me by the car cleaners at a petrol station. Continue reading “External Benefits”
Technology has created uncountable opportunities for common people like Em to express their honest and blunt ideas about various aspects of life. What struck me though was this tweet :
I don’t have a laptop anymore and I have been craving to write from the last few days. Craving won’t be the right word. I have been actually dying to write. There are two main ingredients to do writing: imagination and discipline. I know I have a strong imagination. I also know I am highly indisciplined. Continue reading “Wanderer”
Kya lekar tu aaya tha, kya lekar tu jaayega, Clap. Clap. Clap.
Jis tan mein tu aaya hai, woh bhi yahin jal jaayega Clap. Clap. Clap.
The loud singing of the old man wakes me up every morning before my phone’s alarm goes off. I spend a good half hour lying on my mattress, listening to his thought provoking songs on the rhythm of his clap beats. He invests such power in his tone, it makes no difference that he is singing outside his shop and I am in my room near the balcony of the fourth floor. Ninety minutes later, when I step down to begin my thirty minute walk to office, he is still singing. Continue reading “Daily Diaries – The Characters”
Sidhharth collected the prints and began to study the various graphs and charts that showed the various aspects of the work being done at various levels in the company.
“Crap!” He frowned and drew a big circle at one of the bar charts, highlighting a data input mistake. He checked the time on his mobile and walked back towards his desk in a hurried pace.
“What about lunch Sid?” Aakash said while Sidhharth passed right beside him.
Sidhharth made a quick turn towards him and said, “Two minutes, that’s all! Our conversation is still pending!” Continue reading “Daily Diaries”