Born Spectator

Cluck-squeesh-cluck-squeesh-cluck-squeesh The wipers are desperately fighting the incessant droplets banging on my windshield. The exciteme...

NOTE: All characters and events are purely fictional. It's 03:30 AM. Nibbling on lose strands of NC's (Night Canteen) special maggi...

Better late than never. Finally had a chance to go through The Fountainhead, the masterpiece from probably one of the most analysed authors...

A piece which played multiple times tonight, or should I say, morning: फिर कुछ इस दिल को बेक़रारी है सीना जोया-ए-ज़ख्म-ए-कारी है ( जोया : to...

Recession is probably the haven for entrepreneurs.  In bad times like these when everything else stops, and when one spends daily office hou...

Happened to get a chance to attend a screening of the 1999 flick "Tuesdays with Morrie", an adaptation of the Mitch Albom novel of...

You probably wouldn't get the feeling behind this post unless you have a firsthand experience.  Last week, I happened to visit the NIT C...

"From the time you wear your costume till you take it off, its one single shot." >> You know what makes an actor?   > Wha...

I love train travels. Flimsy excuses like paucity of time don't let me enjoy a lot of them these days, but a few interspersed ones are ...

Forwarded mails are an interesting phenomena I've always been intrigued with. You receive those long emails, chained ones, wherein you ...