I feel restless. I feel happy. Can those two things mean the same thing? In fact, I am feeling so disinterested in my day-to-day work that I...

Baroda (Vadodara for all official purposes) is only an hour away from Bharuch by train but many worlds apart. Back when we were really young...

As I go ahead and get super-nostalgic about the Bharuch chapter of my life for it draws to a close very soon, I want to write about everyth...

A uniquely Bharuch experience is that of the visiting troops of langurs which thrived in the abundant tree population of the town thou...

[My posts in the next few days may seem a little monotonous with the repetitive theme of my time spent in Bharuch. But considering that it ...

From the roof of every building in the flat complex where I had spent most of my childhood and so many incredible hours playing terrace cric...

Sunday morning was a really sticky one today as I dragged myself to Beniapukur bazaar for the bothersome necessity called food. Bazaars are ...