mmmyes! It does exist. This thing that makes your heart beat faster, the brain swirl with random asymmetric thoughts is not a romantic notion created by writers. It exists and is real. It makes you useless, apt to watch equestrian events or even synchronized swimming rather than sit down to work. And it…
(This article appeared in WeXaverians, the magazine of the alumni of St Xavier's College, Calcutta) A college friend started a closed group on Facebook which has grown to nearly 200 members including me. And it has been a blast of nostalgia with good and bad humour, puns, repartee and insults traded freely just…
When I think about you When I dream about you I feel my heart go still I feel I’ve had my fill If I think about you If I dream about you I’m wasting my time Just blowing my mind So let’s just call it quits Let’s just say goodbye You’ll find happiness…
Looks like poetry is playing second fiddle to personal reflections. Interesting that. Readership has increased, comments mostly restricted to a closed group on Facebook. And those comments, coming, as they do, from college friends and acquaintances, tend to be not very gushy, which is an understated way of saying they make sure I…
Readers who took the time to read through the Slo-Man's rant about the publicity given to a teenager with an over-indulgent mother and slightly-better-than-average-karaoke talent and those who know the Slo-Man will know that he likes his music, indeed, many have labeled him a music snob. The Class of 27, which may be…
I am a cricket lover. Cricinfo is a site I visit at least once a day. I played weekend amateur cricket all the way up to 2008. I have received chipped bones, torn nails, bruised limbs and a battered ego as compensation for my enthusiasm. I played cricket in school year round with…
When Skylab was on its way to falling out of the sky, the Slo-Man remembers going to class with an umbrella over his head. That was a lighthearted time, the Slo-Man was younger, much, much younger and bore the bravado and insouciance of a callow youth combined with a general sense of giddiness…
The Slo-Man, who is mildly athletic, which term subsumes all activity such as walking to the car, mowing the lawn, using a pistol grip sprinkler in a to and fro motion to spray grass and plants, loading and unloading the dishwasher and taking the laundry up and down the stairs, makes it a…
The boy on the beach in Goa Cried please bring me some more Beer if you please At twenty five rupees Here's my mug, please pour! or Further delay I will abhor! or Alcohol has not yet reached every pore! or Write your own line, you bore!
http://www.mobitary.com/2011/08/man-camps-outside-apple-store-in-anticipation-of-iphone-5.html A conversation on Facebook and a quick surf revealed the aforementioned blog post to the Slo-Man. First of all, iSheep is a term the Slo-Man really likes, however, the Slo-Man did not coin this phrase. He wishes he had because it epitomizes the culture and combines into itself the most prominent face of that culture.…