Total = ??

Like most families around, I also come from one with a lots of branches.

My mom has 5 siblings, and loads of cousins, while my father has 2 brothers and a bunch of cousins as well. Funnily enough, out of these branches of the extended tree, I was closest to mostly my 2nd and 3rd cousins, that too just a few of them. And while I knew them, sure, I can’t say I stayed in touch with them all my life growing up.

Different cities, schools, colleges, residential schools, no internet and mobile, age differences, all played its part in keeping all us brothers and sisters a little distant from each other.

But when we were lucky, and we were lucky once in a while, we would meet up. And when we would meet, it would be crazy. CRAZY in caps.

And that makes me try to do this more, and more and MORE.

And if that doesn’t add up to my total in life, what does?



via Daily Prompt: Total


A perfect prompt

Tomorrow I turn 30.
When you turn 30, sometimes it feels like you are crossing a threshold. 

At other times, it feels like a destination that’s just another on the way to a richer, fuller life. 

30, some people will tell you, is the turn in your life when you finally realize what lies ahead.

Others will graciously disagree and say it’s just another number in a series of many unusual and meaningless ones that drive our lives.

Some will tell you that by now you ought to find your place in the world.

Sometimes 30 also feels like the time to sit down and take a proper inventory of your life, or also probably the time to do a very deep assessment of your own self.
Well, what is 30 really about?

Ask me next year.

Come back, and ask me next year.
Prompted by Cake.

The Trip

It was the first time, and it wouldn’t be the last. As he boarded the bus to return to his karmabhoomi, he couldn’t stop but wonder when he will be back.

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Weekly Photo Challenge – Partners – 2

From a few years ago, when we friends finally had a chance to explore the amazing location called Hampi, in the state of Karnataka, India. Driving our moped along the Tungabhadra, up and down rocky slopes we never thought these vehicles would be able to manage, trekking up the hillocks and lazing around after the subset. A fantastic weekend spent at Hampi.


Pure, and simple . . .

I remember reading about seas and oceans as a little child. Maybe Tintin introduced me to the depths of the ocean, or maybe it was the adventures of the trasure seeking Francis. Continue reading


For the love of reading

Many years ago, on a warm and sticky day, I was roaming on the streets of Kolkata. Not just any street though. This one exudes a kind of divinity that I had known from my childhood days.
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Looking here & Looking there

For a second, I thought I’ll write something about Harry Potter, the books, or the movies, the characters, or how they had an impact on me.
A second look, and I was back to an empty head, given the different spelling, and of course the change in meaning.

Pensive is a heavy word, and you would associate it with mature elderly people, contemplating about the good ol’ days. But I think I see little kids with the most pensive look on their faces. Wondering about the big world full of surprises around them, new wonders, brand new sights and sounds.

Here’s to pensive kids.

Oh and yes, if you have those cute pictures, do share .


Pensive Hedwig

Based on today’s prompt .