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…

Being an introvert, I didn’t have many friends in school. I was a shy kid, always sitting aloof, while others nonchalantly played and frolicked. However, I eventually found my best friend in the library of the very school that had made my reserved nature all the more noticeable. That best friend, however, was not a Read more…