Writer’s Block and Big Blue Bag (Part I)

Four hours back I could not talk Suffered from a writer’s block. Visited neighbour quack for cure; he said treatment was obscure. I decided then to roam, Leave the four walls of my home. After all, the summer’s pain Had faded in pre-monsoon rain. Belly full and mind empty Perfect disaster recipee: walking in the […]

#Musings

Oh my goodness. Alan Turing, the man whose Turing machines I study and whose theorems have long resonated with me due to the general elegant statements they give, was gay. It’s a shame I can’t get myself to like his huge eyebrows. And it’s a real shame he had to die at the age of […]

Poem of a poem

Let me tell you a story, a story spawned by another, very unlike anything told by a nanny or a mother – Many and many are secrets that reached me through a friend Hidden though is one of her that shines through like a gem. She told me conspirationally that she has had a blog, and […]