Months after that stormy unforgettable morning walk and wishing myself happy birthday, here I am today, again. Just to check my dying blog, like I always do. All is well in the world otherwise, in spite of many humans dying and many being born in the meanwhile. The earth is still there existing and rotating …
We went back for Dhurandhar 2. For obvious reasons. Watching the same movie for a second time is a quiet luxury; it strips away the frantic anxiety of the unknown. The first time we watch, we are held hostage by the plot, our hearts racing against the clock, desperate to know how the chaos untangles. …
Usually, my morning walks with Mom are the quietest part of my day. At 7:30 AM, the world is soft, the air is still, and we’re just two people hitting our step goals. But something weird happened that day. One minute we were strolling at the far end of the block; the next, the sky …