Difficult to settle down, even more when there is so much to do, very little to run behind curtains and let the spotlight get the better of you. Devour such places, envy them for their everlasting contour.
My outlook inbox number was showing ‘1994’ today. I took a deep 10 second look at it and was quickly reminiscent of how life was, way back in 1994. These are few of what I remember – vaguely and hazily as I swept past nostalgia. As any teenager, I was equally inquisitive, confused and overtlyContinue reading “inbox today”
The walk from Ballygunge Circular road to Park Street would be a shade under 20 minutes, 15 if you are in a breezy mood and walk like fire. LaMartiniere, The Kookie Jar, Hallmark, AGC were my witnesses while I gallantly strode towards my educative influences. Well, that was around 18 years back. But, the charmContinue reading “25, Park Street”