Old Grandma Rescues Knight in Shining Armour in a Car and the Damsel After 3 hours of uneventful driving from Haarlem, we were now stuck in the bylanes of old Bruges. It was a tiny car but the streets were tinier. The tiniest of grandmas hopped into our car with an "Allez, Allez". We stepped... Continue Reading →
When I woke up that morning little did I imagine that the day would end in Amsterdam's Chinatown with a lasciviously grinning man stroking my earlobes in front of my wife. Church, Church Baby I had dreamt of a church the previous night. Maybe it was because Grotekerk was on my mind when I hit the bed.... Continue Reading →
An Unwitting Spectacle The last two months I have been making slow and delicious progress on the Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas. I also think you would have had as much fun watching me read the tome. As I was reading an engaging section, where The Count makes a particularly daring escape, I thought I had... Continue Reading →
After a quick puff of the gateway drug, I settled down for dinner. We were joined by some cousins who have decided Amsterdam is the place to temporarily put tent while figuring out ways to permanently flee India. I was slightly giddy from the haze, moderately peaced out and extremely hungry. So read further with a pinch... Continue Reading →
It is always a dreary affair to write about holidays. It reminds me of Gary Larson cartoons where shark families grin in front of a projection of their picture in Hawaii while other bored shark families feign interest. It is fun only for the family. I understand it. But even then, I want to maintain a chronological journal of... Continue Reading →
A confused South African Indian musing about life.
my love affair with Russian literature
Pandora's Box for Art Lovers and Beauty Seekers
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As I navigate through this life ...
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