Today, I visited an orphanage with 6 of my friends and my teacher in school. There were around 30 children, from about 6-year-olds to 15-year-olds. We took gifts for them for Christmas. It was my friend, Apala’s initiative. They collected donations in school, contacted the orphanage, made a list of things the children wished for, and today we gave them their gifts. They were very happy!

They asked us riddles (we were only able to answer 5 out of like 40), the young ones sang poems they had learned at school (which was very nostalgic), then Nikhil sang a song for them (his voice is beautiful), we gave them their gifts (they were very happy), and clicked some pics. They wished us luck for our upcoming exams. Continue reading “orphanage”


roundabouts by Me

This is the roundabout at the road cross-section behind my home. It does not look so green because there was some construction work being done in the middle. My city, Chandigarh, has a lot of roundabouts. This one is ‘Junction 46’. There was a time when these roundabouts were a picnic spot on Sundays for some people. And on Diwali, people used to lie down and watch the fireworks going around. Not anymore. I don’t know if there is government ruling or what, but people no longer visit these beautifully constructed roundabouts. Of course, the number of vehicles has doubled over the last 10 years. But I remember people enjoying on these roundabouts. Also now these roundabouts are often the spot where people free the rats that are caught in their house. That’s what I have heard.

bananas, mangoes, and the frontline

i was this big celebrity

and I wanted to go to the frontline

where they fought wars

and where lives were lost //

i picked up the newspaper

to see which country was being torn apart

and where my country was

in the name of aid //

(it wasn’t really tough to find) //

i asked my manager

and he drove me there

of course, first, we took a flight

but that wasn’t in my dream //

wearing this olive coloured helmet

i was escorted to the frontline

where i saw soldiers

from my country and from Viet // Continue reading “bananas, mangoes, and the frontline”

so honest, so corrupt

So this happened a few years ago. My dad can’t recall the exact year, but this is for sure after 2010. My parents were in Delhi to do some shopping. They went to Karol Bagh. Karol Bagh is a big big big residential and commercial in Delhi and is famous for its shopping streets, where you can buy all kinds of clothes, even at wholesale prices. There are even manufacturers there!

Today, I visited that place with my parents. They have been going there for last 7 years. It was my first time, so they were telling me things that have happened to them. This is one of them.

There are a lot of one-way streets in Karol Bagh. And also, no entry streets. One day a few years ago, my parents entered the one-way street near the Liberty Cinema. Continue reading “so honest, so corrupt”

flipping your lid

So while reading a book, I found out about Neuropsychiatrist Daniel Siegel’s explanation on what happens when we get angry. We “flip our lid”. Not going into any technical terms – it means that the part of brain, which is important for emotion regulation and moral judgement, loses its ability to control our emotional limbic system. Okay one technical term. And so due to anger, we end up doing something silly and getting hurt.

This made me remember the story of how Jack Daniel (yes, the founder of Jack Daniel’s died). He died from blood poisoning. Pretty straight froward!? Well, there is a tale behind this. This is what is said but it is not certain for sure that this happened.

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