Sometime I wish life had a reboot button just like that. A control, which would help you refresh the cache, undo the mistakes…. Continue reading Sometimes I wish life had a Reboot Button
…I hate to throw things away. Over the years, I have hoarded a vast collection of items. Continue reading A Brief History of Trash
I do not remember exactly if I smiled or if I cried! After all that is a memory more than two decades old. Continue reading Playback those memories
I realized that fifty is just a number. The important thing is to enjoy every moment by living life to the maximum. Continue reading Is there Life after 50?
October is almost over. November announces the start of winter, but it is still raining! In India, the monsoon months are from June to August – given or taken a month. During these months, we are supposed to get our annual quota of water from the skies. Despite all the rockets and satellites that we regularly send up, we are still dependent on the Rain Gods. This year the forecast was for a ‘less-than-normal rain’. Unfortunately for the Met department, the Rain Gods read the predictions. It rained and rained and then rained some more. It is not that I … Continue reading An Indian Monsoon
Its been a while since I wrote a story , a poem or posted anything on my blog. I was trying to think why……….. Have been busy of late. That is my excuse. Who is not busy you may ask. After all how much time does it take to write a few words and share it. There is so much to write about. The never ending Indian Monsoon, the unpredictable world of politics. The fact that I have hardly read any books of late or rarely catch up on what is happening in the world of cricket…..the options to write … Continue reading It’s been a while….
Daju’s designation declared that he was the ‘office water-carrier’. His job required him to fetch water, cook food and keep the office clean . No one in my office, wanted to eat the food he cooked. They preferred to do the cooking themselves. There was not much work in the office where I was the district-in-charge. It was a government office in the foothills of the Himalayas. Still in my early twenties, I was struggling to grow a mustache then. I hoped it would give me a serious and more of a mature look. I was having a tough time … Continue reading The taming of the brew!