Sleepy Hollow
Remember that scene in Sleepy Hollow, where the roots of the tree of the dead open up to allow the headless horseman through?
My neighbors have their very own little Sleepy Hollow going on here 🙂
Remember that scene in Sleepy Hollow, where the roots of the tree of the dead open up to allow the headless horseman through?
My neighbors have their very own little Sleepy Hollow going on here 🙂
I suppose the reason behind people “liking‘ all the pages and songs and tv shows and blah blah on Facebook is that they’re kinda lonely, and are, by some natural instinct, walking around with their hearts and about 50 MB of data from the deepest crevices of their brains, all on their sleeve, for the…
If You’re Gonna Fly Now that’s how one should live their life. For those of you in India, I’m sure you saw the news about the Air India flight that made an emergency landing at Jaipur airport on Sunday night. [link] For those who missed the news, here’s what happened: 173 passengers aboard a plane that has been in…
Image: source In the past few months, I happened to come across some books and a lot of articles around habits. What at least some of us who struggle to build a good habit (or get rid of a bad one) assume, is that habits are like finding a nice, quiet spot somewhere (at a…
My recently published book, ‘Main Batata Hoon’, is now available in paperback and Kindle formats on most if not all regional Amazon sites around the world. An aunt was so amused with the title, she said she couldn’t wait to read the stories themselves. I clarified that I had used all the humour in the…
Ok, I just coined a new word. It’s called Deja-vuow.! That’s Deja-vu-ow. (a combination of Deja-vu and ‘wow’).! Different people come across the same messages or pictures at different times on Facebook, as you may have often seen. So a close friend might suddenly be fascinated by something and share it. And you have that…
The Superior Sex The timing of this post, right after the so-called ‘Women’s day’ is purely coincidental. For one, I don’t even know what ‘Women’s day’ is supposed to mean. If we ‘full-of-ourselves-men’ don’t have a ‘men’s day’, then except for commercial businesses to make a killing, I don’t get it. Now, back to the post. I’m going to…