Monthly Archives: February 2011

A month now, I think, give or take a few days and the old self has not withered into hairpin curves yet. The oatmeal breakfasts are on with the kind of self flagellating regularity which would surely earned me red … Continue reading →

It was the kind of day that you don’t really think will be the kind of day to change your life forever, in such a far reaching way as you could never ever imagine it could. A perfectly pleasant, happy … Continue reading →

The recent page three type party I had attended recently? That was the book launch of Ashwin Sanghi’s second novel, Chanakya’s Chant. Having read the first book The Rozabal Line and enjoying the fast paced historical thriller, before I had … Continue reading →

I did. I missed the first telecast because it was Valentine’s Day and I had hoodwinked the spouse into watching Twilight with me, and it seemed rather like pushing my luck to suggest he now watch a cookery show with … Continue reading →

Did you hear that? Shall I repeat it? Loud and clear? On sale. Upto 50 percent off. Be still my beating heart. Get the smelling salts out, arm me with sensible shoes and comfort clothes and energy bars and let … Continue reading →

Yet another from the most, errm, popular jottings series, this arose from my trying experience yesterday at the Play Zone and Food Court at Inorbit Mall, which has led to me currently asking folk to repeat themselves louder when they … Continue reading →

The happiest news I read this morning, and maybe for well on a quarter of a century would be this. I kid you not. Yup, give me five minutes while I dig into that bar of Bournville, and allow me … Continue reading →

…the other day. For someone like me who has spent the past ten years being out of circulation and pretty much up in the Himalayan caves, meditating and ingesting hallucinogenic stuff in social terms this was the equivalent of going … Continue reading →

I periodically keep popping up making mewling noises about how I really need to lose weight and about how my clothes are all bursting at the seams, and I really appreciate the restraint shown by you, dear reader, in not … Continue reading →