Heard at a sweet shop on Rash Benahri Avenue: "Nothing's gonna change my love..." being played on a sitar. This too happens.

A large window by the road, filtered sunlight, lunch-hour laughter, the early whisperings of summer... can I actually start liking Bombay?

Another attempt at being on twitter... I shall try to be a little more patient with the rampant garbage. But is it worth it?

Which is a better watch? Serena vs Sharapova or Netherland vs Solvakia?

Feeling like I am listening to a conversation I am not a part of.

Seems like I walked in well after the party began on Twitter... nonetheless, "Hello everyone!"

Goa: The only place where the sun does not give me a headache

http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/gallery/2010/feb/28/india-hindu-religion-hinduism

Watched Karthik... So, is Hobbes Calvin's alter ego?