Victoria’s Secret

She flung her bare legs across the chaise and walked towards him. She came closer and looked him in the eye. His smile changed into anticipation; her smirk into determination. Not once did she falter the gaze.

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Social Rehab: Bangalore 4 Dec, 2015

The morning had fled with Malvika to work by the time we were up. And we woke up to the beautiful scene of Social Rehab. The Monalisa Apartments, at 100 feet road, house a hip and exceedingly happening Baers hostel. You enter the place to find colours strewn around. It will lift your mood in... Continue Reading →

Bangalore: 1 December 2015

I reached work with packed bags. It was heavy with my dreams and a few clothes, and difficult to carry in a Calcutta local train. I reached office in time and sat down to fulfil my responsibilities at work before I leave for my first self-financed vacation to Bangalore. At around half past noon, I... Continue Reading →

MICA diaries: 4th July 2015

The day wasn’t as eventful as the previous; not every day you go on road trips to distant towns. I couldn't concentrate in class. The Saffola boy jumps off mountains of puris and my mind wandered off to hills and skies, and I wished I could see beyond them. Things got busy at the hostel... Continue Reading →

MICA diaries: 3rd July 2015

Where were we? Oh yes, Ratanpur at 4 in the morning! The first restaurant we knocked on did not offer anything as it was too early. We moved to the next open air one which graciously welcomed our intrusion. Chairs were arranged and we sat with cold limbs and hot food. It had slowly started... Continue Reading →

MICA diaries: 2nd July 2015

Thomas Hardy’s Tess pleases to me a lot. More than the story, I admire the way Hardy has described each event and painted a beautiful picture of Wessex in Victorian England. Hardy was so much into details that he even described Tess’s gait - it marked the buoyancy of her tread, like the skim of... Continue Reading →

MICA diaries: 1st July 2015

ABCD was different today. We were sharing stories. I think it was Avantika who spoke today. She is tall, dusky, wears a nose ring and has really beautiful hair. She talked about college and her friends. What I grasped from what Pravin said was that our source of inspiration can be anything. Most of the time... Continue Reading →

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