Dear Prateek, They say you are a phase and you will pass. Maybe they are right, maybe they aren’t. For me; however, that doesn’t matter. You write songs, you give them a simple melody, you touch hearts- mine you did, a couple of years ago. One horrific afternoon at work, dejected, I gave up on … Continue reading Dear Prateek
Luftmensch (n.)Literal Translation: Air Person Under the moonlit sky, the two of them sat and stared at the absolute nothingness around them. With a look of content on their faces, both of them. It was only the second time that they had met, however it seemed to them like they had known each other for … Continue reading Luftmensch (n.) – An impractical dreamer
"There's a mountain top, that I'm dreaming of. If you need me, you know where I'll be" As the days go by, the realization slowly sets in. I will be leaving Bangalore soon. Bangalore- A city with immense traffic, ridiculous amounts of dust, chaos and noise. I developed a dust mite allergy, darker dark circles … Continue reading So long, Bangalore!
Rucha Deshpande 