On conversations

‘And I hope it rains.’ I have always wanted to end a piece of writing with that sentence. I think that is the only acceptable way one should end a letter addressed to a friend. But since I haven’t written a letter in a long time, I will start this piece with that ending. .…

Becoming twenty-two

When I was a kid, I heard of a ‘point of no return.’ It was the most interesting thing ever. So interesting, that I now write about it. The point of no return was completely shrouded in mystery and it always made me think of a lonely boat on a lonely, misty lake. So desolate.…

Notes on myself

I want to write. Two years ago, I wish I had done things differently – like the others around me did. They seemed to be able to do it. Sometimes, when I look back, it feels like life was telling me – You go only till this point and not beyond it. You end here.…