Last night, a lot broke up at home: Mom’s shattered cutlery was epitome; The car-windshield and dad’s chart, Left no trace like my foundered heart. Money would replace the losses, All but one, which was still in musses, The broken heart shall take its time, Yet, it shall tick, weak and sublime. My heart was… Continue reading Shaken, not stirred
Month: June 2010
The algebra of good food and conversations
Couple of weeks back, I was playing poker with my buddies. Poker is a newfound fascination, and I must thank Sumesh for introducing me to this hugely-engrossing game. For, once you start off with poker, there’s actually no turning back. And you’re damned if you’re playing for money; you’d end up being hopelessly-addicted to gambling!… Continue reading The algebra of good food and conversations