Within a few weeks of setting out to Europe from India, I was foaming milk in the ‘Cafe Dome’ in Selfridges, the famous department store on London’s Oxford Street. I’d never heard of it before i got the job there. When i was looking for it for my job interview i asked a couple of … Read more
[This short story was written around summer 2001 while i was living in London and is heavily indebted to all the jack kerouac i was imbibing at the time..] It started with another stinky tube ride. Everyone was loaded up with bags, sleepy and mongy, we caught the nasty-o northern line, half empty that Saturday … Read more
I arrived in the UK the second time, from Australia via a month or so in America visiting my best friend Braden in and around Seattle in October 1999 with the plan to head down to Cornwall and find work. I only got as far as Torquay where I discovered a really cool backbackers and … Read more
At the hour of midnight on 1 January 2000 I was up a tree outside the Tate Modern, watching the fireworks shot from a barge in the Thames bursting through the smoke and London fog. I had become separated from my friends in jumping over a barrier to escape the crush of the crowds. Sadly, … Read more