The Thought Curry

Living in Mangalore during the rainy months is an exercise in the fortitude of mind and body. To be able to survive being holed up in your bedroom reeking of damp clothes, of days of boredom that can only be surpassed by the boredom in the class of a certain someone I have studied under, of doing nothing but reading novels and slumbering on them, does call for a ‘kumbakarna’ean effort . To tell the truth I am yet to agree with this place and I have been here for 5 years.

Oh man… here it comes again. Petrol price hiked. Diesel price hiked. LPG price hiked.

Harrowing… Traumatic… Suicidal… Revolting… AWESOME!!!

You remember ICL…? The league that started it all…

How do you work from home? Ok lemme start from the beginning. I got an internship in a very nice company and the company being in another city, they allowed me to work from the place I stay. So far so good…

Click here for Democracy - A Farce(Part 2) Is this democracy just a farce??? Is this so called democratic system just not another version of the Wild West where the power hungry or the ‘adventurous’ people reap all the gain and leave the people who choose them with a raw deal? ... Think about it.

I stood there my back bent, my head bowed, my legs taut, my forehead knotted, my eyes burning with the sweat from my brow, my temples throbbing in anticipation, waiting, listening… The noon sun was relentless. It burned the back of my neck. But that was the least of my problems. There were others besides me in the same state as I was in. All of us waiting, listening…