Where’s my do-over?

Where is the reset button when you need one? No, this isn’t a post about regrets but WOAH. Where has the time gone? I meant to write everyday for 30 days in November but it is Guy Fawkes day already and nothing. This is what extended weekends do to you. 31st October – Halloween I…

The Zombie Apocalypse Approaches

I’ve always loved Halloween. I play carols while making spooky decorations – It’s a tradition with me. Unfortunately I come from a country that probably fears festivals like these. I mean, imagine walking around like Mohini or Noorie, people would be dropping dead by the dozens. Apart from a few metros, I think hardly any…

To make you cry

My Godfather is a French-Canadian Roman Catholic priest. That’s quite a mouthful but he left his rich, First World past behind to work in India at a grassroots level. When I say rich, I mean his parents were some sorta hotshots in Montreal and he left knowing that he was the eldest son and was…