He is otherwise a decent guy. Fair in his complexion and smooth in communication. Intriguingly, he is aware of some areas of quantum physics, theology, few other random subjects and also Hindu religion. This man – if there is anything called destiny, became my personal trainer in the gym. I was going to the gym… Continue reading THE TRAINEE’S PUNCH
As I approached the entrance of the so-called guest house, the driveway presented itself in a self-determiningly subtle but conspicuous manner. There were two lines drawn parallelly on the reddish soil of the earth – the width of those two lines barely enough to fit the perimeter of car tyres, and the lines were made… Continue reading The French Food In Abidjan
It was good; the coffee was good – as usual. I love Costa coffee. Mashura knows. That is why she asked me to meet her at the Costa Coffee outlet in Dubai airport. I was transiting Dubai to go to Singapore. She was on her way home for her annual vacation. I looked at my… Continue reading The Unfinished Recipe
I thought I could cook any day for my living, but what was a discovery was that - for me to cook Yellow Tail fish, I would need someone experienced - either in my room or within my network.