It was a bright sunny day and week end too. Mr Balanced had returned from his whirl wind tour of the globe the previous night. To beat the jet lag, he decided to go gardening. “Where have the gardening tools gone?”, he demanded answer from no one in general and Read more…
This dates back to the time when Mr Balanced was the man in making and the Mrs Chitterchatter was Ms Chitterchatter, a fine young woman … Circa 1990’s. The campus placement week had just begun.That day, both had received the final offer letter from the corporate houses of their choice, Read more…
2170 AD Martian Main Land “Where are we going?”, she asks with eagerness. “Don’t you trust me, Amma?”, he says with a streak of pain in his voice. “Kanna”, she replies with dejection. “Follow me. We will be late”, he commands. Holding her wrinkled hand firmly, he leads her to Read more…
“Here we are, finally!”, he said landing on the ground. “Took little long to reach but that was known”, she added “Lets not waste time now and go ahead with the job at hands”, he hurried her. Looking little surprised, she questioned, “You mean, its me who is wasting time?” Read more…
“Now where on Earth might she be”, wondered he, as he could not find her by his side. “She never lets me be in peace”, he murmured. With much reluctance he sneaked out of the Gol Gumbaz. As expected, there she was, near the Mango tree. He went over and Read more…