I hate my self today.Didn’t call when I said I wouldBasked in a compliment I knew I didn’t deserveSmiled and fumed internally after I promised I wouldn’t reactHaven’t done oodles of chores that I should have completed months agoStayed in bed when the doorbell rang so someone else would get…
Galatea of the spheres – Salvador Dali We were strolling down the road when a man stopped us. All he wanted was ‘pachaas paisa’. How many of us remember what pachaas paisa is worth? He was wearing a clean albeit torn white shirt, trousers and spectacles. Quite stoically he put…
What’s courage like?It’s like walking to the very edge of the cliffStraight into the skyAnd not stopping. What’s determination like?It’s like standing completely perpendicular to the groundShoulders back, eyes level with what’s comingTill all motion, even breathing stops…but standing still. What’s toughness like?It’s like feeling heat turn ever so slowly…
Who is the Modern Woman?
Mumbai. It’s both beautiful and tragic.
My first on this new blog under the ‘Office Capers’ section. For my new readers, here is a glossary for your guidance: SNC: Someone from the neighboring cubicleSFOS: Someone from the other sideGod: a.k.a da BOSSAKB: Allah ki Bandi a.k.a Boss ki chamchi We spend one-third or more of our…
8 a.m. on a weekday morning. Mumbai’s crankiest best. Sweepers shuffling dust into the air with a vengeance, cars spelling out “Eat my dust” in their fumes, people shuffling to work. I stood at the bus stop frowning into thin air, waiting for a bus that was always late on…
On a particularly scorching day, five people jammed into a tiny soap-box (ooops…the Boss di gaddi…) with laptops, files, phones ringing, hands-free wires tangling, radio stations clashing and the road bump-bump-bumping along….provide enough fodder for yet another post in the Office Capers section. Waiting for AKB who’s late.SNC: Is that…
I used to be one helluva firebrand. So of course my friends had to be people who enjoyed playing with fire. Once a guy friend forwarded a mail titled “Guys rules” to his entire address book with a comment “Now what?”. I took one look at it, started smoking at…
Met an old childhood pal this weekend. A female friend.Looked in at a sale, saw the prices and raised serious doubts about the shop’s touch with realityEnacted a little charade to get another counter to exchange a lipstick that she changed her mind aboutBrowsed a bookshop and giggled over the…