December 26, 2010 §
“I couldn’t spill my heart
My eyes gleam looking in from the dark
I walk out in stormy weather
Hold my words, keep us together
Steady walking but bound to trip
Should release but just tighten my grip
I’ve been working on
So I’ll tell the truth
I’ll give it up to you
And when the day comes
It will have all been fun
We’ll talk about it soon”
– The XX
November 9, 2010 §
When on a blogging sabbatical of sorts, one digs into the archives.
London and I have an ongoing love-hate relationship. Having lived there for over a year, I was convinced that’s one city I was done with. But it keeps calling me back, even if it’s for fleeting glances at the airport.
October 19, 2010 §
Someone told me recently during the Pujo season, “what Christmas is to Christians is what Durga Puja is to Bengalis”. And what an event, indeed.
Here’s some of the chaos on the tenth day (doshomi) of the puja at the ghats of the Yamuna.