For Poignant Reading

I finished reading When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanidhi a few days ago. Peppered throughout the slim volume are references to literary works that appealed to the author during his life. Dr Paul Kalanidhi was a neurosurgeon and neuroscientist. He  double majored in Biology and Literature from Stanford University. His love for literature and … Continue reading “For Poignant Reading”

The Art of Map-Reading

Vancouver is right across the U.S. border on the Canadian side, but rum, how it gave us a unique experience, just by not having access to our cell phones while out and about there. I’ve written about how our generation’s boon and bane is the smart-phone. The simplest of things can bring on a pang on nostalgia. For … Continue reading “The Art of Map-Reading”

To Look up or Not to Look up: That is the question

I was yawning the other day as I walked into the office. It is not like I had not slept well. I had, in fact, put logs to shame with the night’s repose. Optimism was brimming as I went to bed early after setting an alarm for the break of dawn the next day. The alarm, helpfully titled,  ‘Fresh … Continue reading “To Look up or Not to Look up: That is the question”

The Tongue-Tied Commenter

The father is an obsessive news watcher and every season sees a different upheaval.  The news, for its share, never ceases to entertain him. I remember, years ago, when he had his opinions typed out and sent to the newspaper. He beamed when they were published in the newspapers. He proudly showed the piece of … Continue reading “The Tongue-Tied Commenter”

I’m a Queen

I finally succumbed. I ravaged around the aisles of capitalist America. I looked for deals. The process was made more difficult because procrastination in all things shopping has become my motto of late. Finally, I bought a dress. I should add an expensive dress. I should also add: A dress made of cheap material. The dress is … Continue reading “I’m a Queen”