Saahil first got seriously on social media because he had heard that Anjali was on it. Anjali was this pretty girl that he knew at work. The kind of girl that he almost never found the courage to talk to. But he wanted to talk to her.
Jai Musca Domestica
Fascinating new research could possibly shed light on one of the most widely debated topics of the Kingdom of Sedonia, the matter of the Housefly. Triggered by outrage of a housefly falling into the flavored drink of the visiting American president at the Sedonian Royal Home, rumors have been widespread of a government-funded extermination of…
When I took an Existential Crap
Last evening, after I took a mistimed crap at work, I came out and suddenly felt existential. I know that is a bit excessive, given that I don’t have a clue about the concept, but I thought it was the thing to be, like being woke and all. Still I had a nagging sense that…
Day 16: Luxury Shopping in the Name of going Plastic-Free
I have realized that in the direst of mental conditions, I reach for my best friends: Amazon and Food Delivery. Turns out they have a different friend: Plastic! Friendly Neighborhood Kiranas for Food Staples Walking up to a mill with my mason jars and gunny bags to fill up on Wheat Powder (5 kilos), Rice…
Day 5: (Zero Waste) HSR Citizen Forum, Menstrual Cup Status report, Food Delivery
A sudden bout of bad moods have put me in bed indefinitely, moaning at how pathetic my life is. This is not a rare occurrence, very similar to a bout of fever for others, and does not make me pleasant company. As a result, lunch had to be ordered online, a wonderful meal of fresh…
The Printer
There once was a printer, That made a hell lot of noise, Especially when it printed With gusto, for all the boys. Of course they were other printers, Big and small, That printed quietly, and all day long. But this printer, it printed, with a particularly fine print, In a day, in a month, very…
Day 2: (Zero Waste) Extracting Menstrual Cups, Switching to tooth powder, and my corporate social irresponsibility
Yes, I brushed with powder today. Photo proof below. (Warning: Nobody looks pretty at 5 AM, with or without tooth powder in mouth). Then I slunk into my jogging clothes and proceeded to Agara Lake. Now for those who are unaware of this lake….remember pinching your nose when passing the gutter beside Jakkasandra? That gutter…
100 days to Zero-Waste (or Public Shame)
Despite(/Because of) my privileged life and education, I consider myself very environmentally-aware….mostly because my office cafeteria has segregated waste (and 40% of the time I manage to toss my waste in the right bin) But today, when I visited my designer bathroom, I noticed something….terrible…sinister…oh so horrible…. It was the plastic bottles. The bottles were…
Why I cannot be a travel writer (Galgibaga Times)
I don’t fancy myself much the travel writer. I’d probably write one travel piece with much huffing and puffing, and dream of being ‘found’ by Conde Nast, and live that life of traveling the world in their exciting employment. But what if Travel writing is just as boring as Technical writing, but with the added…
Right Ho, Jeevika
It was a fine day, the kind that could bring in even the most bumbling of the male gender, a song in their rhythm-less hearts. So you can only imagine its effect on someone blessed with the energy of feminine creation, for what indeed is greater originality than that of creation of another human being….
Amel Rahman 