The Aeneid

Biting arctic winds swept down from the north across the great lake and Chicago froze last week. I landed in O'Hare airport just as Chicago was thawing, on Monday, the week after the polar vortex hit. It was still cold but some semblance of balance had been restored. Chicago was back to being warmer than... Continue Reading →

Flying and the Process of Writing

Airplane travel drives home the absurdity of my existence. Why would a human have to be transported across oceans and lands ever? Are we that vain that such needs are a common occurrence nowadays? What could be so pressing a need for such drastic transportations? I still have not come to grips with the sight... Continue Reading →

Brooklyn Public Library, Grand Army Plaza

In winter, near Prospect Park, trees look like bristling spiny twigs, swaying naked in the wind like tough, rubbery skeletons. In the spring and summer seasons, covered with leaves, these trees are majestic, enchanting even. They seem full of life, with squirrels running up and down, birds hopping around, disappearing into the many branches from... Continue Reading →

Community BookStore, Brooklyn

Tellingly, it is only when I think of Community Bookstore, among all the bookstores that I frequent regularly, that I realize how far I have come from my roots. Counting sheer hours I have spent in bookstores, I have spent the most hours in Community Bookstore till date. Initially, it was a five-minute walk from... Continue Reading →

Absurdism, Road Trips, Parenting Blogs

Whenever I reread what I've written, I notice the writing patterns I adopt. The tone ranges from neutral to introspective, the themes range from the didactic ideological to self-reflection. Sometimes I mildly rant and rile but come back to a point of stability. I like the tone. I also cannot say that I do not... Continue Reading →

Posman Books, Grand Central Terminal

I have often stood for long stretches at the corner of East 42nd Street and Vanderbilt Avenue, letting my eyes roam over Grand Central Terminal. It amazes me that before this structure existed, the classic facades and heroic sculptures that adorn the building's exteriors, the cavernous interiors with its vast ceiling of mirrored constellations, and... Continue Reading →

Unnameable Books, Brooklyn

I stay in Park Slope and for the longest time, I did not understand a strange pedestrian phenomenon that was observable outside my apartment. People walking down the street from one direction mostly scowl at me and people walking from the other direction invariable wave and nod at me. I put this down to my... Continue Reading →

Strand, Manhattan

Google Maps says that if I walk for 30 minutes due southwest from my workplace in midtown Manhattan along Park Avenue, I shall reach Union Square.¬†I generally manage the walk in 20 minutes. It is a bracing walk in the evenings in summer and during the daytimes in winter. I mostly do it after the... Continue Reading →

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