Pensive Piscean

Come swim in my ocean, amidst pearls and seaweed and resist the urge to drown




Selfish. How is it so easy to throw a word and walk away. Like a grenade you leave it to explode within me -an adjective, an accusation, a perhaps truth. All these years I’ve wrung myself out for you, held… Continue Reading →

Book review: Cobalt Blue

This book, a joint effort between Marathi author Sachin Kundalkar and translator Jerry Pinto, is an absolute surprise. I really could not put it down, which is saying a lot considering I have a toddler, a half-day job and two… Continue Reading →

Why Hemingway is a bloody genius

Page 109 of ‘A Farewell to Arms’ – Henry : It’s raining hard. Catherine: And you’ll always love me, won’t you? Henry: Yes Catherine: And the rain won’t make any difference? Henry: No

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