It’s All Write!

There comes a point in one's life when a new year is just another year. There's no thrill or excitement or anticipation of what the next twelve months may bring. It's more of a heigh-ho-it's home-to-work- we- go kind of a feeling and the calendar will have already been scanned for the holidays and the … Continue reading It’s All Write!

How it all began.

Just like the feather that tantalisingly caressed Madhubala’s damask cheek in Mughal-e-Azam; brushing it, moving and returning again for one last touch before falling away. Just like an expertly thrown stone skimming the surface of the water several times before sinking into the depths. Just like butterflies alighting on a flower for a second and … Continue reading How it all began.