Author: Anand Kurumbur

I came across this post by ‘cocaine’, about the reason of our existence. nt evrybody is born for a reason mayb….who knows…..mayb im born as reason for smebody…. very original thought…there is also this third option of there being no reason for anything. maybe someone drowses away …in REM…dreaming..lotus growing out of his navel. So…

There is this recurrent dream I have been having since many years. What happens is I get into a situation from where I have to run. And most of the times I forget the reasons when I wake up. What I remember is the run. Their is always a tension mingled with excitement. And when…

I want a little sugar in my bowlI want a little sweetnessdown in my soulI could stand some lovin’Oh so badI feel so funny and I feel so sad nina simone said it much better than I ever could.

Thanks everyone who commented and all those who read. I know that these need a lot of refining, and for that I have to get your feedback. So pleeeease comment, and I dont need just praises, I need more of brickbats. So here is my second story, help yourself to bricks lying nearby and start…

Below is my first attempt at writing a short story. Please to be giving your frank and honest feedback. The frankest one will win an Ipod, :)) “” Round and round they went with the beats. The inner circle moved clockwise, the outer one in the opposite direction. It was a whir of every colour…

The westside “festive” campaign has been on for some time. On billboards around the city one can see this image. And I can’t stop looking at this…with it’s combination of ‘indian’ looks and sheer sexual magnetism. Shows that a lot of exposed flesh is not necessary to make something look sexy.

I have been reading a lot of blogs lately. Found two hot topics. 1)Gaurav Sabnis posted an article about a (MBA)college – “IIPM”. JAMMAG had done a Tehelka like exposé of this institute. IIPM had been giving ads claiming wifi campus, swimming pools etc etc. It’s rather complicated ;)..better read it for yourself. 2)And sonia…

The water had receded almost a km into the sea, leaving behind a trail of trash. At a distance through the smog could be seen what looked like a barge. Behind him was the residential colony where children were getting ready for school. Mummies and some daddys where giving their kids company waiting for the…

I had to wait for an hour today, for a friend I had to meet for dinner. And waiting is one thing which I utterly hate. There was a hanuman mandir near to where I was standing. The small loudspeaker was struggling to keep itself heard above the din made by the traffic.Today is Tuesday,…

Many of you may know of mplayer and maybe using it too. But along with it there comes another goodie called “mencoder”. I have seen very few people using it, maybe because fame creates more fame and anonymity causes more neglect. Also because it does not have any graphic interface and runs only on the…