Yamini Vijendran's Blog, page 7
February 14, 2014
Dear City, Be My Valentine
Much like the men in my life, the cities in my life are very special to me. Now, aren’t they to most of us? The city we lived in during childhood, the city where we found out first love, the … Continue reading →
February 10, 2014
My Experiences with WIN14
Here I am, back after a brilliant Sunday, typing away at my laptop even as my eyes burn from exhaustion. But write I must, for it is because I write, did I get that brilliant Sunday in the first place. … Continue reading →
February 7, 2014
The Cocktail Bar That is India
There has been no dearth of times when I wished I could call myself a Maharashtrian or a Tamilian. Even Gujarati, Rajasthani, Bengali or Assamese would have done as well. Fate, and circumstances of birth, however, make this impossible. Whenever … Continue reading →
February 6, 2014
Who Should Care for Health Care?
Picture these instances: A person close to me had to spend a couple of weeks nursing an ailing relative in a GH, because it was a police case and private hospitals wouldn’t admit him. Although this was around ten to … Continue reading →
February 5, 2014
Illusions of Hope
We tell ourselves stories in order to live. These stories could be about ourselves, or about someone who matters a lot to us. These stories are sometimes true, but many a time, these are only life as we want it … Continue reading →
February 3, 2014
Cashing in on Paranoia
For almost two months now, every night when I go to sleep, my eyes keep fluttering open to check the walls of my bedroom, till sleep finally takes over. These wall I am talking about, get filled with myriad patterns … Continue reading →
January 31, 2014
The Great Indian Drama
Now, I am no expert on politics. In fact, my knowledge of politics just extends up to the point of recognizing those prominent faces, and associating them, most of the time, with the party they belong to. My standard reaction … Continue reading →
A Review of Done With Men by Shuchi Singh Kalra
Indireads has indeed metamorphosed into a garden of diverse hues, shades and fragrances, in full bloom. Every flower, or book, in this garden is unique in its own way, and adds its own singular beauty to the grand milieu that … Continue reading →
January 15, 2014
A Home After My Own Heart
They say, home is where the heart is. A place where you can come to when you want to find warmth, love and peace. A place, that is only the next best thing to your mother’s womb. So it is … Continue reading →
January 13, 2014
Life can Change in Minutes
It is very calm and peaceful, except for the occasional screeches coming from the window. Those must be the piglets in their sty, being fattened up by their owner to appease someone’s taste buds as pork some day. Wonder when … Continue reading →
