Heeheehee….got this picture off The Lady‘s post. It reminded me of the time my friend got married. The pre-wedding days were a time of much mirth for the cronies of the bride and groom. But of course. We were such a bunch of wits. For the wedding night, we decided…
10 September 2004 When I was a child I’d stand at the window that the adults looked out of with so much ease. Sometimes an indulgent adult would pick me up to look out and then with an “ooof” put me back since I was ‘too old’ to be carried….
When a good friend recently told me that he was gay, it did not come as a surprise. Indeed I concluded that my prayers had been answered in the form of someone who was already quite close to me. But even more, it was a moving moment since he chose…
I see the footprints of hundreds of busy feet that walked before me.I see history being created….little histories, not major sagas.
Yes, yes, I spelt it that way on purpose. It does have a meaning. Not an error. Oh alright, I’ll stop snapping. I’m entrenched deep in the pursuit of Excelense. Excelense is the fine art of decoding MS Excel. Now, don’t get me wrong. I have an open mind and…
The newspaper tells of a change in the Mumbai train system that brought on the ire of the ladies. And they won the battle.
One little corner in the newspaper tells of a tussle between women commuters and the Mumbai railway authorities. Apparently as a part of a new range of services on Mumbai’s Harbour line, the earlier timetable has been altered. The hitherto 9:14 a.m. Vashi-CST local was advanced by one minute. Not…
An Ex has an uncanny way of showing up when you’re least prepared. Often with a new human appendage designed to hit you worse. It’s Diabolus Ex Machina.
She’s generous. Just bring her a great deal of stories. But he knew that already.
We’d rather be immortalized as heroes or villains in history than survive the daily mundane. Love makes us fools.