Ghost In A Hotel Room


I have traveled extensively around India and abroad and quite of few of these trips were solo so I am well used to staying alone. Be it tents, a bench on a roadside Dhaba, a budget hotel, or a star hotel I have experienced it all. I am comfortable in all of them coz after … Continue reading Ghost In A Hotel Room

A Different Christmas Story


I was sitting right in front of the mirror and watched myself. For a moment I thought how the hell on earth I have landed myself into this mess. I could see streams of blood flowing down my left nostril and as I kept tilting back my head to stop the bleeding the blood rushed … Continue reading A Different Christmas Story

Revisiting Italia 90 World Cup


The phone rings quite late in the night and my father picks up the call. After a brief exchange, he calls me to receive the call as it was my friend from school on the line. “Remember to bring Maradona tomorrow I have your Frank Rijkaard,” said the voice on the phone. I was overjoyed … Continue reading Revisiting Italia 90 World Cup

Managing A Job & My Passion for Travelling


“So you are now an avid traveler, you must be a millionaire now” this is what I get to hear all the time from my friends. They keep following me on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and last but not the least my blog. They keep enquiring about my next destination and many of them have actually … Continue reading Managing A Job & My Passion for Travelling

When Jesus Came To Kolkata


I wrote this play which is a modern take on Nativity in the year 2002 when I was in college. I had even directed this play at the Annual Christmas Gathering in my college. I had written about the actual nativity incident in my previous blog which of course became famous for its “Oh Shit” … Continue reading When Jesus Came To Kolkata

And God Said Oh Shit


My college life was spent in a lower middle-class college in Kolkata known as St. Pauls Cathedral Mission College or in short St. Pauls. This was the very same college where my father and his cousins had passed out from. Nothing had changed according to my father when he visited with me for my admission. … Continue reading And God Said Oh Shit