Recently, I presided over a session of “khud-ki-adalat“* to assure myself that some new developments on personal front must be accepted on the face value and to let everyone have clear idea about it. Specially my super-dominant “Mrs AlwaysDoubtful“ (MAD Read more…
February, the shortest month, the month of love and care and the month of Kala Ghoda Festival at Mumbai. Kala Ghoda Festival is week long affair, usually at the beginning of the month. Its a treat for artists from across Read more…
Joyce Kilmer thought that every tree is a poem* penned by Almighty. Other day a thought, on similar lines, occurred to me while walking down a lane in the neighbourhood. “Every tree has a story” These stories are out in Read more…
Day starts on the note of chronic monotony. I am in kitchen. It’s that time of the day when the pressure cooker is juddering with fury. Cooker would fail to contain the fury and soon will give out a whistle. Read more…
Winter always brings the best of weather, food and mood. The vegetable market is flooded with the fresh vegetable supplies. Last week, I couldnt resist the lure of green cucumber (Kheera) and Kashmiri carrots (red ones) stacked in the most Read more…
“Oh God”, she muttered turning over in bed. “Ketan… Wake up”, she whispered, scrabbling blanket to reach him. “Maaaammaaa…There’s someone under my bed”, she said with trepidation. Dark night was perfect background for ghostly thoughts. A casual glance at the Read more…
It’s that time of the evening when I am all set to mingle with friends at the society’s club house. It’s a ‘must have’ round up of the day in everyone’s life in general and happenings in and around our Read more…
“Salam saab”, saluted the sentry as I entered the patrolling station. Adjusting eyesight to early morning wintry grey darkness of room, I paced ahead. A lean figure sat on the chair opposite my table, with torso leaned over it. Legs Read more…
Affluent hill station down south, lush greenery, breath-taking verdant rolling hills, mist cloaked hill tops, winding roads where sun-rays play tag with the dusty roads below; vast carpets of viridescent paddy fields, aromas of coffee and spices… that’s Coorg. The Read more…