It was just another train ride back home. A little earlier than usual, though. I found a quiet corner at the end of the ladies coach and settled down. Bags aside, shoes taken off, feet on the empty seat across me, earphones plugged in. And soon enough, I started drifting off into my own world, … More Adding colour to life!
The attraction was instant. The sparks, very evident. Our first date was on the first day we met. He told me all about himself, masking one small detail. He didn’t know how much I hated lies. The embers of our attraction were doused with mistrust. And its ashes still leave a grey mark on my … More Trusting makes you doubt!
He reminded me of someone. I did not want to take our chats forward. The memories were too painful. He encouraged me to love myself more. He asked me to click a selfie. And admired the mole on my chin to bits. The selfies went on. Until one day, he asked me who else gets … More Trust can reopen wounds…
School friends turned into college classmates, who shared a bench. The proximity surpassed boundaries. I was hopelessly falling for his charm. I did think he liked someone else though. And he suspected that I liked him too. It was in the way I looked at him. A dead giveaway. He asked her to confirm it … More Trusting can scar!
He said he loved me. He loved his mother even more, which was expected. His mother couldn’t stand to lose him. She caught us together, one day. And dismissed our teenage romance. He tried telling her how he loved me. How perfect we were. He made one mistake. He lied about my ethnicity. The real … More Trusting can hurt!
He noticed me reading my novel. A train journey that got more interesting with each passing station. His efforts to woo me were matched with lacklustre enthusiasm. He kept in touch. And chatted everyday. I shared every little detail with him. He flirted. I responded. I finally fell for his charm. And he told me … More Trusting your heart with a stranger!
26.07.2005 The rains in South Mumbai gave no indication of the impending deluge in the suburbs. It was only when our college asked us to head home did I realise things were getting serious. She had to leave for classes. I asked her to head to Marine Drive Railway Station and see how things were. … More Best friends, not really best with ‘trust’!
His business was slow. His ‘sev puri’ wasn’t that great. The regular, popular ‘chaat’ vendor was back from his 3 month leave. But I’d developed a keen sense of loyalty with him. And he watched, as I dissed the other for him everyday. Until one day, among the 10 rupee notes he gave me, I … More Trusting can cost you!
“What the fuck are we doing here at night?” I asked, taking in the cold, dark cemetery that lay before us near St. Andrews Church in Bandra. It was my 30th birthday. I had decided to make up for a huge fight with Lucille. In that instant, I knew I made a mistake. This could be her revenge. … More Gift in the Cemetery
Ok, so by now, it is quite clear, to anyone who reads my blog, that I am enamored by local trains and all that goes on within the dabbas. And believe me, the trains never fail to surprise you! From getting chomped on like tangdi kabab (read: http://bit.ly/1biNPH0) to stopping ladies from throwing kachra out of the … More Mumbai Locals pe naach gaana! * dhinka chika*
So, I’m back to blogging about my train journeys. Yeah, yeah. I absolutely love it. Any problem? No. Good. Anyway, I’ve realized that I’ve been travelling by Mumbai Locals since 2001 -that’s 12 years of second class journeys – with old nagging aunties, who manage you give you an entire body massage from Malad to … More I LOVE eavesdropping in local trains!
Soldiers for women. Such a noble thought. All I had to do was write about that one person in my life who stood up for me and protected me from ‘evil eyes’. My dad instantly popped up in my head, but I decided to dig deeper. I thought about all my friends, acquaintances, colleagues – … More #SoldierforWomen: honouring ‘real’ heroes!
Last Friday, we witnessed yet another train strike in the city of Mumbai. Once again, we saw how easy it was for 450 motormen to bring the entire city to a grinding halt. Within a few chaos, there was utter chaos – overflowing with harrowed commuters, cabbies making full vasool of the situation. Well, there … More LADIES COUPÉ!
And today, I broke another record in my Mumbai local journeys! In a bid to get to work on time and avoid khit-pit, I placed my foot precariously on the edge on the footboard of the 9.04 Churchgate Fast. And boy, did my heart race fast! Trying to protect my new purple sling bag, purple … More Mumbai Locals, you’re gonna get me killed!
There comes a moment in every Mumbaikar’s life when they think that no day is complete without cursing the scorching heat. The dreaded month of MAY is feared, and even though the weather Gods are way kinder to us than say Delhi or even Chennai… we crib, cry, whine and bitch about the Mumbai heat … More And I love these rainy days…
This has been my first attempt at documenting my horrific train journeys… which were mostly during my college days! There is something about trains journeys… (especially the LADIES COMPARTMENT) that I look forward to… right from pushing the ladies to get that spot near the door (even though there isn’t much rush) to fighting with … More The Day I Felt Like Tangdi Kabab!
I decided to bring most of my blogging work on one platform, and so these are a few of my posts from 2008, when I was agitated about the 26th Nov Blasts. Reading this now feels so weird, cos everything is still the same. Four years later and that passion just died, within a year. … More A ‘GATEWAY’ to heaven!
I decided to bring most of my blogging work on one platform, and so these are a few of my posts from 2008, when I was agitated about the 26th Nov Blasts. Reading this now feels so weird, cos everything is still the same. Four years later and that passion just died, within a year. … More Terrorists DEAD. TERROR alive!
I decided to bring most of my blogging work on one platform, and so these are a few of my posts from 2008, when I was agitated about the 26th Nov Blasts. Reading this now feels so weird, cos everything is still the same. Four years later and that passion just died, within a year. … More My heart’s burning too!