The Incidental Phone Call

His phone rang noisily through the quiet apartment. Sunlight streamed through the windows. He’d been too dazed last night to remember drawing the curtains. He grunted as he kicked the covers off. His phone rang noisily.

“Get your ass out of bed.”

“Did you call me just to say that? Besides, I’m not even in bed anymore.”

“Nice try, big guy. I called to say you’ve got work to do and you’d better get down here as fast as you can ’cause I’ve got you twenty minutes with that lady at the hot-shot law firm downtown.”

“Whoa, whoa, slow down there. My head’s all fuzzy.” It was very fuzzy and it had really bad timing.

“Well, that’s usually the case when I have to call to wake you up at nine thirty on New Year’s morning. I’ll bet your pants are hanging from the ceiling fan and you’re looking at them right now.”

“That was a one time thing, Frank,” he said, staring at the mess that his room was.

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What I See Today

It is human nature to be attracted to something we’re clearly instructed not to go near.

A child walks into the kitchen, minding his or her own business, looking around, completely oblivious of the piping hot dal lying on the table, right up until you tell him to not touch it. He knows that something dangerous now exists in the vicinity. That doesn’t necessarily make him lunge at it but it rouses his interest, and will make him want to inspect it. This isn’t about right or wrong. It’s about instilling the knowledge of things and more importantly, fear, from a very, very young age.

Children don’t need to be taught fear. Its existence doesn’t need to be reinforced to them. They already know fear. That’s why they cry.

Drawing a parallel from this, are people similarly attracted and intrigued by what has been deemed wrong, immoral, simply out-of-bounds? The position of the line between right and wrong is highly subjective and the line itself is often blurred. However, it couldn’t be any more important than it is in today’s day and age.

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The Key

The door stared at him expectantly. The keyhole was the equivalent of a blank page to a writer, prying into his brain. The key was in his hand, golden and shining, but he couldn’t raise that hand and put the key to the keyhole.

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The Red Devils.

Yes. Now the title makes sense, doesn’t it?


I haven’t always been a big football follower. I was always more into cricket because that’s a big thing here in India. But I’ve always been a Manchester United follower.

I guess it all began with my friends who had begun watching football in early grades. But I wasn’t allowed to watch the telly at erratic times at which matches were usually played. So I just read about it in the papers.

But since the past couple of years I’ve really been following football avidly and I’ve learnt its an amazing game. Of course, you usually don’t switch sides when you were inducted into Manchester United and I didn’t.

Last season was a debacle. I don’t want to say any more about that.

Though this season United have had the worst start in club history, I feel really positive about the games ahead. I didn’t give the team a chance against City before the Chelsea fixture and now I actually think they could just clinch a victory.

I feel positive because United resembled the old United against Chelsea. They looked like the United we all love and miss.

I had that terrible sinking feeling when Drogba scored and though it was a great goal from a great player (and my inner rational self applauds that), I really didn’t want to see that. I always thought United would draw with Chelsea. (I even hit ‘Draw’ in the ‘What Do You Think is Going to Happen’ section in OneFootball.)

And then when this happened, I literally jumped out of my seat and cheered for a full minute after that.


Manchester United is undoubtedly not merely a club. Its got a rich history which speaks volumes about what it stands for. It tells you that Manchester United is never down and out, just down temporarily. It bounces back, with time.


I Wanted to Name this as ‘My Day in Pictures’, but I’m Going to Go With ‘Memes Make Everything Better’


I go through this practically every day.


I’ve learnt to be better at noting stuff down. You know those nifty little articles on the internet that tell you to have notebooks everywhere because, well, ideas can spring up anywhere. Firstly, it just looks really paranoid to me. I mean, just imagine you have guests over and they ask where the washroom is and there they are sitting and they see a notebook, titled ‘My Toilet Thoughts’ hanging from a nail in the wall, pen and all.

Secondly, it doesn’t work. At least not for me. I don’t know if its my wildly frantic thoughts that are too fast for my writing to keep up with or my laziness to get the notebook out of my backpack in the middle of class or from a drawer three feet away when I’m half asleep, but it doesn’t work with me.

But here I am trying to make a notebook whose most important function I intend to outline as ‘Being Inspiring Enough to Make Me Note Down My Ideas, Epiphanies and Everything Else’.


So that’s what I’ve been doing all day on my desk. That, and a little bit of FIFA 15 now and then. Hey, you don’t get to Division 1 in Ultimate Team without dedication.