Well, let me begin by wishing you a happy valentine’s day. And if you’re single, happy please-remind-me-I’m-single-and-all-alone day. There are a number of things I hate about this day, and not out of spite since I’m alone, but because I’m a sane, sensible human. Here’s some of them: 1. The Prequel: Because just celebrating Valentine’s… Continue reading Valentine’s day at the Forever Alone club.
Once, the Brain decided to open a school, Asked all Feelings and Emotions to enroll too, First came Curiosity, ever eager to discover Followed by Excitement, the little bugger. Then Happiness and Contentment came hand in hand, And other emotions wandered in from no-mans land. Sympathy found Sorrow hidden in a corner, Cleant him up,… Continue reading School of Thought
*A sudden figure dressed in black jeans, boots, black shirt and hoodie appears in a corner in my room, holding a jewelled scythe similar to one Loki has in the Avengers* Me: Um.. excuse me..I…don’t think you live here. Him: Damn this bloody China watch. I’m ten minutes early. Me: Who are you and why… Continue reading If the Grim Reaper ever visited.
Once every semester, there will be a time when you will be proud of yourself. You will have completed all pending assignments, done all your practicals, actually attended and paid attention in lectures, and scored decent marks. Then comes along a paper that shakes you to the core, shatters your belief in the Almighty, and… Continue reading When I became Jon Snow.
It’s been more than a month since I last wrote, and all thanks to 1000 “mini” projects and 20000 assignments. The best part was of course all these projects were group projects and so I had to do the worst thing I have ever done in my life. Talk to people. There is nothing more… Continue reading Types of people in a Group Project
You can feel the wind as it whips through your hair As the train speeds past Lower Parel And in those moments you can see the world passing by The speed of the train reflects the pace of your life This is what a Mumbai local stands for. The seats are made for three,… Continue reading What a Mumbai local stands for.
Like every Potterhead ever, the mere news of another book in the series made my eyes tear up and heart inflate to double it’s size. I felt love for Rowling like never before. And then, after reading the book, my heart just came crashing down and broke into a million pieces. !!MAJOR SPOILERS ALERT FOR… Continue reading The Cursed Child Review!