Snow lessons

I hail from south-west India, where it’s always warm and sultry and winter doesn’t exist. The 2 odd decades I spent acclimatizing to my country and its weather definitely didn’t pay off last weekend. I spent it at a snowy hillside of Germany. Sure snow fascinates me, but I’m not crazy about it. Yet. Most … Continue reading Snow lessons


My old first love

The rush of anticipation When you come face to face With your old first love  Your hands know precisely That familiar feel and tingle Years apart mean nothing The wind whips your hair Your legs turn to wings And you just feel home Heart pounding you leap And sink it right in Sweet joy, oh … Continue reading My old first love