I was at the Gomti Nagar Railway station today, when I saw a commotion at the platform. As I approached the group of people, I saw a man lying unconscious on the platform and a man performing CPR on him. I asked if the person performing CPR was a doctor but he was not. So I stepped in and saw copious froth from his mouth. His pupils were dilated and non responsive to light. I asked everyone to help me roll him to the side, which is recommended to prevent those secretions getting into his...

2025, too, comes to an end. I do this exercise at the end of each year to see how much I've changed. However, I suppose it's not quite right to just look at my yearly progress by comparing the two endpoints of the year, like the two endpoints of a line. What constitutes a year are the ebbs and flows, where every curve has its own significance and lessons to learn. This year, too, was marked by both happiness and sadness. What was different, perhaps, was their percentage and how I've been...

The day after it all ended Something didn't feel right I ransacked the shelves Looking for old pictures and notes Hoping to find an answer To the predicament that shouldn't exist Regret showed up Rising out of the rediscovered memories Telling me to recognise what lay in front of me The face seemed familiar Looked of a man once dear And then the realisation hit Of what left me bewildered The day after it all ended I saw myself With eyes full of dreams Eyes that spoke loud and clear Of the...