A confession

This is not a cry for help. This is a confession. Gentleman. That’s what I call myself. That’s what I tell myself every single day. Why? Because to be really honest it is a lie I am forcing myself to live. Because I am not a gentleman. Because no one is. There is no such thing as a gentleman, we are just wolves in sheep’s clothing. Wolves in denial. Every single time that I have to remind myself that I am supposed to be a Continue reading →

A short rant on the longest known evil

When the initial bytes from the famous/infamous documentary on the Delhi gang rape first came out, my initial reactions were of anger and disgust. Not just at the men who uttered those horrific, remorseless words but at the society, the culture, and even the nation. I was seething with anger over something I did not choose to be associated with and yet will be carrying on my shoulder by the virtue of being born a male in this country. I was, and still am, a Continue reading →

Masculinity is diminishing

“Masculinity is diminishing.” No, I wasn’t attending a #NotAllMen conference. Neither was I reading the end of year The Feminist report on masculinity levels around the world. This line is from a presentation sent by a client explaining the reason behind the upcoming brand refresh. This line is the rationale behind the brand refresh. Upon first read my instant reaction was that this line is why a brand is going to spend crores on a makeover because men aren’t important to them any more. Predictable Continue reading →

32: Too many, too few.

I don’t know if this will make sense. To you. Or even to me when I am done typing this out. This is not something I have been pondering over or something that has been bothering me. There is a lot of noise in my head. Words whirring, clashing, bouncing off each. It’s fucking rock concert. And I am just grabbing a fistful of them and chucking them across this sheet of paper. Then see if it makes sense. A shape-shifting Rorschach test of sorts Continue reading →

Half Life of Love

This is my first attempt at writing anything remotely serious, unless you count the crap I pull out of my ass for the clients, especially the tight ass BFSI ones. This is not a definitive guide to why relationships don’t work out. This is not even a guide to who fucks up in a relationship. Wait, this is not a guide at all. This is just what I think happens in relationships. If you are the one who believes in love at first sight, you Continue reading →