Learning to play

Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy was one of the earliest tunes I learnt to play on a guitar a friend had lent to me. Two chords strummed with such enthusiasm, the rhythm didn’t matter. We didn’t care about getting the pitch right Even if someone thought we should. Just another memory from the times when we made … Continue reading Learning to play



You answer the phone,thousands of kilometers shrink into seconds,oceans collapse under telecom networks,and you thank technologyfor making this connection.The conversation turns into an interview,you respond to questions,and slip in yourswhen there’s space for one.As the minutes move past you,the questions fly by thicker,and there’s no breathing spacebetween the last answerand the next question. You slow … Continue reading Hurried