No news is good news.

I promise you. What seemed like an impossible situation has become a blessing. Sometimes, when you're not brave enough to take a decision, pieces align themselves so that you are forced to. And so, here I am - starting afresh in a buzzing new city (the coolly confident Cambridge), at a needs-no-introduction institution of learning, in pursuit of genuine happiness. On a mission to reclaim the parts of me that I know I've lost during the past 3.5 years. Stay tuned for details!

I'm watching cottony snow tumble down on stunned Boston pavements। The serenity of being inside, in a quiet apartment with only the tap-tap of a laptop (ah! "laptap"! how wonderful.) and the oh-so-mesmerizing piano-accordion strains of an AR Rahman masterpiece, while the world outside is rushing-gushing by is slightly disarming. Worry not, morning commuters, I have to walk back in the freezing cold-slush-storm at 9PM tonight. When you're all wrapped up in your fleece blankets, watching human-interest stories on the news, I shall be shlurping my way back home from a long day of classes. Although, I may enjoy it. I may love it. Let's see life bring me down.

मसकल्ली

Ey masakali masakali
Udh matakkali matakkali
Zara pankh jhatak, gayi dhool atak
Aur lachak machak ke door bhatak
Udh dagar dagar kasbe kooche
Nukkad basti mein
Tadi se mudh ada se udh
Kar le poori dil ki tamanna
Hawa se judh, ada se udh
Phur phur phur
Tu hai heera panna re