Tales from a twisted mind

Waltz with Bashir     The word 'Sunday' conjures an image of a warm summer breeze, sunny day and a scenery of the countryside in my mind. When I was a kid, Sundays meant going to the morning mass with dad, feeding the pigeons by the temple, coming home and watching the show 'Mahabharat' on TV while eating mouth-watering idlis and dosas made by my mother. The rest of the day would pass away in either playing carom with my siblings or cycling through the lanes of Goregaon. Now, after a decade, I still continue to laze on Sundays but now, my preferred options are movies.      I had heard a lot of this war-documentary animated movie called 'Waltz with Bashir'. It has won countless awards the world over including the prestigious Golden Globe award for Best Foreign Language film 2008. Generally, I do not watch documentaries but I couldn't ignore the list of accolades won by it or the glowing reviews given by movie critics the world over. And ...

The Start     A discovery is often considered the start of something new. New discoveries have always lead man to invest his time in the start of new avenues and explore new horizons. I, too, have started blogging based on a similar discovery.     A trip to the beautiful land of Kashmir lead to the discovery of the ability to write, in me. I started writing about the experiences I had of my time in Srinagar, Katra and Amritsar (which I hope to share in the coming few posts) in a book, creating a memoir to read when time passes away. Upon revealing this fact to a friend, a suggestion was put forth by him for me to start a new blog.     I have been going through the Do's & Don't's of blogging - don't write about personal stuff, about co-workers, etc.etc. Well, I hope not to write about my work that much and bore the pants off of you, the reader. I would rather use this platform to express my inner thoughts, my views on various top...