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One Bad Day Part 3: The third and last part of the tri-series by our maestro Rohan Singh

By |November 5th, 2015|

“Didi”, he said “On her birthday, Ruhi took me to a place in old Delhi. She said it was a surprise. It was a really old building we went to. A man opened the door. Ruhi went in and came out after a couple of minutes. Then we went to her place. Later that night, […]

One Bad Day Part 2: The second part of the tri-series by our maestro Rohan Singh

By |October 12th, 2015|

I need help!
Dr Ajay Verma, the cheapest therapist she could find was the obvious choice.
“Hello Tanya, cup of tea?”
Tanya nodded her head in rejection while Dr Verma helped himself with his tea. Tanya took a quick glance around the room, a sofa adjacent to the wall with a painting of some trees and a river, […]

One Bad Day Part 1: The first part of the tri-series by our maestro Rohan Singh

By |October 7th, 2015|

“One café latte please!”
Tanya wondered if the girl behind the counter judged her for her accent or her boyish looks. Never mind, it’s temporary. It will be over soon. She went to the table in the farthest corner of the room; she sat in the Starbucks cafe, sipping her coffee and staring out of the […]


By |March 2nd, 2015|

What an amazing month February has been, no less than any roller coaster ride for the ISMites (Yes I know you are an IITian but for time being, endure me calling us ISMites). It has all the ups and downs that makes it a perfect script for a Bollywood masala movie.

The month […]

The de Villiers effect

By |January 21st, 2015|

A string of events took place after the sensational inning of AB de Villiers. Had he known that his knock of 149 odd runs in just 44 balls would lead to such chaos in the world, he would never have dared to take such risk. It all started with a press conference at EA headquarters […]


By |January 16th, 2015|

A nice li’ll walk
with my friends
on the shore of a silent sea
clear sky and gentle breeze
Just like every other Saturday
the day was meant to be
But it’s enough now….
Can handle no more
the storm inside of me
While I walk silently
on the path trodden several time
a part of me stood there
faced away, and let out
the voices suppressed for […]