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My mind is playing visual charades. Not a single visual I remember, such is the haste of the chaos. I want to pause the chaos, slow it down, let it linger in my mind so that I can savor those visuals, because somewhere deep I know, that those visuals are mine. Each is full of craving, guilt, angst, love, passion, dreams, longing, revenge, ego, past, smiles, hesitance, and regret.
Continue readingJust leave work for a day. Onto a world unknown. We will reach there sweetheart. The car will find a way. Smelling the air. Catching the sunset. Reaching for the descending clouds.
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While adventure seekers have record-breaking slides to revel in, CALI-POKE will have its extensive menu to whet their appetite. The rides will have your pulse racing and the food will have your taste-buds tingling.
Continue readingThere was not an iota of me in me. Me was rogered. I was sandpapered into a million desires that screamed of just you. You were everywhere. Eyes saw you, palm felt you, eyes drank you, palm ravened you, eyes savoured you, palm clinched you. You always knew my cravings were not short-lived. And you tempted me all the more.
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This was written about 16 years back (2006) for a newspaper competition whose theme was – I Love Delhi. I had always been infatuated with Delhi – its history, culture, architecture, hidden gems, people, the diversity, underbelly, food and the confluence of many worlds that resided inside.
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The night is ripe. The love between us is ripe. We are consumed by love. Wasted. Consumed. Wasted. We are heading towards neverland. We are discovering our own world. Paradise. Neverland. Paradise.
Continue readingI can see the maggot. It is creepy. Creeping in. Yes, not very far. Just a glance away. Peddling into my territory. My heart. There is an ache.
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The only refuge for her was praying to the Almighty. She knew if nothing would work, at least her prayers would. Someone will answer her prayers someday. There must be a guiding light, a voice that will tell her that what she’s seeking is just around the corner. That hardship is over, happiness & contentment will be a way of life.
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Wearing a three-piece suit is a classic style that never goes out of trend ever, projecting classic refinement and sophisticated panache. However, there is a paradigm shift in the way gentlemen are dressing up in today’s times. Comfort takes precedence over flair while a bit of unconventional composition in the wardrobe is making the modern man creative and progressive.
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This Press Release written by me for Iris Dubai was published on 1st November in Khaleej Times, UAE’s longest running English daily newspaper.
Continue readingIt’s sacrilege to call ourselves designers or writers. We are artists. There’s a larger role of artists in the society than a mere creative expression of their craft.
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Writing Radio Scripts gives me a high, because it’s a narrative and conversational, unlike writing for ads where it’s static. Narratives also bring out regional or native lingo, expressions and phrases, which is fun to work on, as it is insightful of how people speak, react or express.
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This was in mid 2000s, when Indian advertising wasn’t orgasm-ing on overtly emotional routes of ‘Khushiyan, Rishtey, Garmahat’ etc. This hoarding ad was just a fancy painting, to say the least. Yet, for someone it was a piece of art, which spoke to him in ways he hadn’t expected.
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As the last ray of sun melts into the horizon, the sky changes colors like a chameleon. The clouds do try to bounce off a kaleidoscopic luminescence with joyous oranges, yellows and reds, but the light is short-lived.
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Thomas Metcalfe, a civil servant, renovated this tomb to be his summer retreat in 1830, known as Dilkhusha. A couple of gardens, water bodies, pavilions and terraces etc. were created to elevate the ambience of this place. It was strategically built to keep an eye on Mughal Emperor Bahadur Shah Zafar.
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The coffee-table book project was initiated to commemorate Dubai Modern Academy’s Silver Jubilee. The book was launched by Former US President Bill Clinton in a gala event in Dubai.
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The corridors were abuzz with loud chatter, laughter marked by wild abandon, and talks that never had any end. The newfound voice that was accompanied by philosophies, ideologies and dreamy notions. A culture of nonconformity was conditioned in these years.
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Exploring India is like unfolding chapters of a magnum opus. Where a story resides in every turn – just like the landscape, cultures and languages that seamlessly blend into the way of life of this vibrant country.
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Our client, SNTTA Travel & Tour, was developing a calendar themed Festivals of the World wherein my picture was used for Bali Arts Festival (June). The text in the calendar has been written by me, while I managed the whole project end-to-end.
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She sat hunched on her knees, eyes bereft of remorse yet welled up, occasional hiccups bringing a kind of comic relief in that tense moment. She was accused of theft, a grave offense given that maids are supposed to be loyal to the core.
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In India, a house is not ‘home’ until there is a Bai rustling up her magic broom there. She’s the harbinger of cleanliness, convenience and sanity, a God-sent figure who fights the rogues called dirt, teaches messiness a lesson and brings order in disorder.
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