Nine lines on me as my date of birth is 09 May
When in school at Jhansi, I was the Blue House Captain, got prizes for elocution, debates, chess, short-story writing, essay writing… well, what I’m trying to say is that though I could introduce myself in poetry even when I was in school, I was a dud at outdoor sports.
However, destiny took me to the Indian Military Academy in Dehradun where I learnt front-rolling on bajri roads, sleeping with eyes open, running to class with my bike on my head, and getting a record number of ‘extra drills’ as well as ‘restrictions’ for trying to read after lights-out!!
Explored the world of pharma selling for around 24 years after leaving the OG-years behind, and am now slowly getting into a creative-writing phase. Have spent quite a few years heading corporate communications too and knowing the media closely.
My wife (Dr Sangita Passey) was a Commonwealth Scholar and completed her DPhil from the Univ of York, UK and is now HOD at MBIT in Delhi. My son Pushkin did his Masters in Architecture from AA, London and is right now working with Battle McCarthy in London.
I love words.
I love to write.
I love it when people praise my writing so do it…
What to expect from my blog uploads?
Truth behaves the way words want it to behave. The word that is uttered simply mutters some mumbo-jumbo to create images that strut around as the truth… it is the same with the written word. The anti-dote to this are words themselves… words of the listener or the reader that either open the gates to accept or fight to kill. Sanity, as it exists today cannot choose to remain away from this onslaught. We are forever trapped between layers of truth and fiction and now we do not even know which is which.
