You’d lack the imagination because we come from two completely different words, barely aware of each other, you and I. You live in a place where you get to try, and if it’s enough, you could be anyone you wanted to...

It couldn't be all his fault alone. Once, he had four interviews back to back. He was so tired by the fourth one that he had no clue what the hiring company's work actually was.

This was his hundredth (how he wished it was an exaggeration) attempt to make his resume. The initial efforts were far from fruitful. One might as well have used a name slip – the ones you used in school texts, and...

The woman let out a grunt and turned to her right. She was facing me and snoring. Steady swift and rhythmic. Her huge fat tummy rising and falling as she bellowed. It is funny when you think about it. If she woke up...

Though it is glorified, it is pretty much a dump yard. This is where you experiment - a dumb hairstyle, your first one-night-stand, your first love, the first beer, your first smoke, first weed stick. This is it. Th...

Jealousy has played a massive role in the 200,000 years of human history. Right from the assassination of Julius Caesar to the division of Crimea, jealousy has been one of the greatest factors to alter the course of...

There’s no rule saying you’ve got to finish once you start crossing off things that list; you could cross off going on a road trip this time and wait some more to cross off having the night out on the haunted beach...

It is disheartening when you realise that the infinite human mind has been reduced to fecal material maimed by misdirected rules and teachings. As George Bernard Shaw put it aptly ‘The Golden Rule is that there are...

“Monday blues”, as we like to call it. So, I googled if Mondays are really the worst. I stumbled upon this site which had pretty interesting stuff, and was convinced that Mondays are really as bad as everyone says.

The problem is not just in the choice but realising what exactly the choices are too. To clear what is not clear and to find what cannot be found, that is the “Hamlet” kind of situation we are in.

I turned towards the interviewer’s table. His eyes went from one document to the other. I sat there, with some hope and some sense of optimism.