COVID Chronicles: PrologueThe biggest lie we tell ourselves is - “I don’t need to write that down, I’ll remember it”Mar 27Mar 27
The First MusiciansI often wonder what it would have been like to grow up in the Indian countryside.Dec 20, 2020Dec 20, 2020
Deja VuIt was a lonely, midsummer afternoon. As lazy Saturdays go, this one could have won the “Most Forgettable Day” award.Jul 28, 2020Jul 28, 2020
The Matter With MetricsTuesday, New Year’s Eve. I mentally prepared myself to get ready and get to work…Mar 22, 2020Mar 22, 2020
A Hippothesis In LudicrousnessI respect wit. The people I get along with famously are often those who dish out comebacks with a response time that would put Formula1™…Jun 24, 2018Jun 24, 2018
Did you know Music can be seen and felt too? Here’s how.On a cold, wintry night in the ‘90s, a father hums a lullaby for his newborn son. Moments later, the boy’s eyes light up, eyelids press…Nov 21, 2017Nov 21, 2017
