First off, my deepest apologies to the three and a half people (including my dad) who truly missed my blog posts. And average apologies to the rest who missed my blog posts just because they had nothing better to do than be bemused by adolescent jargon. Read more
So Shah Rukh Khan is in the news again. (When is he not?) The Indian hockey team is not in the news. (When is it ever?) The IPL, which is one month away, is also in the news. The Hockey World Cup, starting this month, is not. Now what if SRK – champion of the ostracised, darling of the media – bought the Indian hockey team? Read more
2009 was the year of twitter. Here’s looking at the world last year in 140 characters or less.
1. 95 professional wins, 71 PGA tour wins, 14 majors wins, 11 mistresses and counting. A Tiger can never be tamed. Read more
15-18 – I can sum myself up in two words – drama queen. When I couldn’t be a stage actor, I translated my love for theatrics into real life. Read more
Tiger Woods – You’re like any other guy. Except you’re actually talented at golf.
My taxi driver today – I’m sorry I didn’t pay for your children’s school fees but I wasn’t sure whether you were telling the truth. If you were, I’m ashamed. If you weren’t, I’m ashamed. Read more
This may be the worst career move I’ll make and I will probably live to regret this, but I’m in a fiercely honest mood, and so on this day, to all the lovely people who read this blog, I hereby declare myself as mediocre.
And no, admitting this mediocrity isn’t my self-deprecatory defence mechanism kicking in. Neither is it a silent plea for others to assuage my perpetual self-doubt by praising me. Read more
I saw This is it last week. And my belief, that Michael Jackson is and will always be the greatest entertainer of all time, was reinforced. But sitting in that almost empty theatre, I was angry. Angry that not enough people in Bombay were watching this movie. Read more
I love candyfloss in a jar.
The stark red, green and black of carved watermelons on a pristine white plate.
Raspberry lip balm that makes my lips feel deliciously fruity.
I love elephantine fluffy coloured cushions strewn across a dark, oak-wood floor. Read more
There comes a time, in almost every self-aware person’s life, when they truly believe they’re a worthless piece of s***. This is my time.
A colleague who was curious about Ramzan thought I would be the best bet to answer his queries, considering I’m a Muslim. Read more
My name is Tasneem Nashrulla and I am a witch of Burbia. Since most of you’ll are not familiar with our world, let me take you through a day in my life and the dangers that befall us.
I usually get up in the Mourning, which is the most ill fated time of day for young Burban wizards and witches like me. Read more