Many a time in life I regret not having pursued a fine art. Then, the very next moment, I offer myself the consolation that perhaps all my creative energies were meant to be channelized into playing, not with the strings of a violin or the reeds of a harmonium, or with the lines of portrait Read more…

People who are familiar with me even in the slightest, know for a fact that I am probably the biggest cinephile in their circle. Now, I’m well aware of the eyebrows that will be raised by a few fellow peers as to how (and why) a cinephile – a pseudo-intellectual one at that *cough cough* Read more…

I was first introduced to leisure reading through the classic Champak magazine. It soon became a necessity for long train rides during vacations. This habit evolved when my father gifted a Robin Sharma special, The Greatness Guide, to me. It was like an instrument that made me believe that I was doing something productive while Read more…