Hyderabad
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An Away Day at the Salt Lake Stadium
A penalty shootout is never the appropriate course of action to determine victors at the end of a hard-fought season. Continue reading
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Eatery Review: Hard Rock Cafe, Banjara Hills, Hyderabad
The most striking feature of the Hard Rock Cafe is that each outlet has a unique ambience, rock-and-roll memorabilia, and aura to it. Continue reading
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Eatery Review: The Coffee Cup, Hyderabad
The Coffee Cup, has, for long, been a place of pilgrimage for students, especially those from the adjoining university vicinity of Bhavan’s. Continue reading
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Music Review: Let It Bleed by The Rolling Stones
Gentle in its hues and soft in its approach, apart from Exile on Main Street, it is perhaps the album that defined the band through the late 60s and early 70s. Continue reading
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Autumn in Hyderabad
The fall has begun; the withering of the last leavesDesiring the friendlier cages of love unmatched.I walk past the doors of the monsoon closing in onMy debt-ridden past. I am invited in but politelyDecline the offer. No devil drawing the dotted lineCan change my mind nor can the upright tanglesOf Time know better. Bathukamma, Dussehra, Continue reading
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THE MAN IN THE MIRROR
The man I see in the mirror today Has miscalculated fate and scuffled his way Looking inwards to a life full of grey As his struggles finally come to stay The man in the mirror is being led astray The man I see in the mirror on this day Has let his sins arrive and Continue reading
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A THOUSAND EMOTIONS
Shadows engulf me in this palette of emotions Running over my crab-like existence Till the very end Till I am spent No pent-up rage can define what this means to me No flowers, nor declarations in tomorrow’s paper Uninspiring hope Building a tightrope When you wake up to a thousand emotions Lying empty Continue reading
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MY WOODEN BOX
I decided to write this poem On things that you have given me Which I don’t have with me anymore But materialistic or intangible There’s everything inside me now And there’s this wooden box too Which contains both of our souls And the time we exchanged it with each other In return for fame and Continue reading
Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.
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