god…i loved the…

Scene 1: Jaliawala bagh… “aapka aagyakaari beta…Bhagat Singh…”Scene 2:The tricolor is folded and presented to the mom, at the funeral Scene 3: The door-bell rings…mom goes to open the door. 2 soldiers with the trunk of her son Scene 4: “itna sab ho gaya aur main sirf...

someday….

Sometimes I really wish I wasn’t at B-school…or in the corporate world…or anywhere close…I wish I was working with nat-geo…clicking for them. Just me and my camera…! And my subject. Cause I possible cant even attempt to replicate the energy I derive from pressing that...

past…and the present…

Have been pensive all day long. I think I know why…however at times I don’t think that’s the real reason. Lately a lot of stuff has been happening to keep me questioning…about reasons…effects…impact…the learnings…life!Finance tells you…decisions can be safely taken...

life…and death…

I thought life after Poseidon would be slightly easier than what it was. Not so much…! Have been flooded with assignments and what have yous, ever since. Its either placement preparation…or some case…or the agony of what’s going to happen in the future…to sheer lack...

over….

Poseidon finally over…And I have so much to share…but not the luxury of time…!Sometime very very soon…~aPS: and oh btw…if you really want to know the true me…search for the comment right after ‘educatedunemployed’ in this post (really very funny…not to mention...

poseidon…

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