EshaNot a creepA: I wrote you a song. B: Is it about me? A: Nah. B: I’m glad. A: I’m going to write one about you next time. B: Jerk. A: I’m going to go…Jan 5, 2021Jan 5, 2021
EshaAnalysis of The Shawshank Redemption(1994) — unfinishedThe Shawshank Redemption is a highly regarded and a much-loved film. This is far from a professional analysis, and is but only a humble…Oct 11, 2020Oct 11, 2020
EshaIndian girlI’ve grown up in privilege and in a time which provided me with the outlook to see the world as a global village. Only in the past few…Aug 11, 2020Aug 11, 2020
EshaDreams of a dead girl — Drawings from my journalYou are encased in a compact container, the only source of light being a tiny orifice near your right elbow. The enclosure is stuffy but…May 22, 2018May 22, 2018
EshaAsclepiusTheir name is Asclepius. Everyday they leave the most fragrant flowers on your doorstep, that you neatly arrange in a vase, on your work…Apr 19, 20185Apr 19, 20185
EshaOne Summer Afternoon at the Public PoolI had a temporary summer membership at the sports complex near our apartment. They had several one-hour batches in mornings and evenings. I…Apr 17, 2018Apr 17, 2018
EshaOuroborosSo… there is a light at the end of the tunnel. It beckons you. You are propelled by an unknown force. Gravity? Or are you just hurling…Apr 16, 2018Apr 16, 2018
