Monthly Archives: January 2014

The Comfort Zone

One of the reasons that my writing became infrequent is because I gradually formed a comfort zone. I guess it is human nature to craft a comfort zone out of any situation. This nature probably leads to extremes like Stockholm … Continue reading

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The Maharaja of Delhi Sri Sriharsh

I arrived at the Delhi domestic terminal after a breezy flight from Bangalore. I had to wait over an hour for my friend the Maharaja SriHarsh to arrive. Waiting on a bench looking over the baggage claim I experienced India’s … Continue reading

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Intercaste Love Story

I picked up a copy of the magazine Brahmin Today: What Every Brahim Should Read No Matter Where They Are. The caste system is a difficult part of Indian society. Conversion to Islam, Buddhism, or Christianity gets you out of … Continue reading

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Dec 25th to Jan. 7th: Catch up

I havent been able to write in the last twelve days, because I am been a bit busy. The major thing that I did was visit with Rebecca in both Chennai and Bangalore. In Tamil Nadu Becca and I visited … Continue reading

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Having Too Much Fun

1st grade and I dance to Bum Bum Bole

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In Pieces

Walking absent-mindly past a construction site my usual slack jawed D- Face was stupified into a Mr. Bean like gasp of horror when I realized that the dark lump next to my feet was a severed human hand. Two men … Continue reading

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Dec 25: Christmas Dance Off

This is how Indians celebrate Christmas after church. One of the wildest family Christmas parties in Bangalore.

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Jan 1st: The Crying Father

While sitting at a resturant alone my eyes wandered to a waiter who was seated at a small table ripping banana leaves. The man waved me over and curiously questioned me. With a delighted grin he told me, ” your … Continue reading

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