Have you ever wondered how it feels to ‘listen’ to my face? Or how about colors splashing out in front of you while trance music plays on your iPod? No, these are not hallucinations or futuristic talk. It is the result of a beautiful experiment and all of it is actually happening as we speak. Read more about The Seventh Sense[…]
Last week Mumbai experienced its first rain for this year. Our efficient Met department had a lot of trouble in nomenclature. They insisted on calling it pre-monsoon while the Rain Gods tried to mock them by pounding the city with Cherrapunji-style showers. Personally I don’t think we should debate what type of rain it was. Read more about Mumbai’s Annual Tryst with Destiny a.k.a Monsoon[…]
I was looking at the calendar yesterday and realized that soon I’ll be completing five years in Mumbai. Quite an achievement for a Delhi boy, eh? I got me thinking what am I really doing in this city and why can’t I move out? Has that proverbial bug ‘you can take a man out of Read more about Mumbai – Take 2[…]
It’s tough for a Delhi-born and bred kid to adopt any other city in his lifetime. By design, Delhiites are brought up with an over-the-top and falsified feeling of self-pride. They are visually and shamelessly materialistic. Boasting about their worldly possessions comes as naturally to them as pranks to a mischievous kid. However, unlike the Read more about My Adopted City[…]