Mills To Malls: The Monuments Of Mumbai
The city of malls was once a city of mills. In my lifetime, I’ve seen the grey industrial belt metamorphose into the gaudiness of malls & pubs.
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There’s A Woman Behind The Wheel!
So gender jokes and misogynistic statements are now politically incorrect. But few people seem to have any qualms bitching about women drivers. These are usually accompanied by rolling of the eyes and a knowing nod (from the listener). I find it hard to believe that in this day and age…
I Style!: Rock Chic
It’s been awhile since an I Style! post came up. Have Mumbaikers stopped being adventurous in their apparel? I think it’s got more to do with the fact that I am not on the road every single day, struggling through a workaholic life and thus extra sensitive to a splash…
Ideart: Mere Pass WOGMA Hain!
Another Ideart opportunity and my marketing mind tells me this should be called co-branding. 🙂 At the Mood Indigo-BlogCamp Dec 2010 that happened over the weekend, I had a chance to showcase one of my works. I first met Meetu at a common friend’s party. A few months later, we…
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Why Do Women Go To The Loo In Groups?
Like every good Mumbaiker, I would spend about an hour and half commuting to work each morning. Once I got in, I’d perch on my chair, waiting for my colleague to arrive. She’d walk in about 10 minutes later, switch on her computer, rearrange her desk and give me a…
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Chain Story: The Morning After
I started this as a Tiny Tale. But Anish Vyavahare added a chapter to it making it a collaborative effort and a bigger story. That got up featured on Protagonize’s editor’s weekly picks. I’ve just added the third chapter. You can read just my two pieces independently or read the…
City | Fiction | Map Of Emotion | Pop Culture
Tiny Tales: The Park
A park separates them. If it can be called a park, that is. A grassy patch chequered with muddy patches, that turn into puddles in the monsoon. The dogs like it anyhow. They keep him awake at night with their barking. Nobody seems to care at 2 in the a.m….
Hope
When you’re lost, how do you know you’re on the right track again? You don’t. You just keep walking and hope you’ll reach somewhere.Sometimes you do.
Mumbai Ka King Kaun? Deewar Pe Dekho!
A very quick update on yesterday’s street festival. It would have been nice if it had been a day-long fest and each of the events staggered a bit. I started out with a detailed itinerary, knowing even then the futility of trying to cover all the events. Kya karen, they…
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Crashing Point
I couldn’t sleep. I knew I had to. I stared in the direction of the wall in trepedition. I knew the clock’s hands were inching towards the crashing point. Perhaps they had already passed. I was too scared to switch on the light and check. If they had passed the…