Monthly Archives: March 2011

It happened yesterday. I was at a friend’s house. I was buzzing with the excitement of the Indo Pak semi final. Much stimulants had been consumed. Much loud cheering had happened. The atmosphere was electric. It was the perfect moment … Continue reading →

It was a casual discussion on the road trip back from Lavasa, with Monika that had the germ of this idea crop up. Children were getting abused all around us, by folks know to the families, by unknown people, by … Continue reading →

Disclaimer: I haven’t read the book yet, but when I read about the book the concept intrigued me because it was something I identified so strongly with, as I guess most women living in the city would. We don’t loiter … Continue reading →

I think not. Despite the fact that this hotel is located in the paradisical beach resort of Bali, the name Hotel K is actually a sarcastic take on the tourist culture that governs Bali, and this place is in reality … Continue reading →

It is rare that one needs to stand in lines these days, but the few times that one does is enough to make one’s temper broil and the fumes start emanating from one’s nostrils, and the forehead start to glow … Continue reading →

Ever wonder what happened to that glow on your face, the time when you could just splash some water on your face and charge out of the house without the now mandatory regimen on foundation/Lacto/SPF base and compact, and then … Continue reading →

….be still my nerves. http://tranquebarindia.wordpress.com/2011/02/17/the-literary-glass-ceiling-fact-or-fiction/

It is. Women’s Day has finally morphed from being a day where women announced their equality with man after aeons of being considered the second and therefore inferior sex to a Hallmark card day. I don’t know whether to laugh … Continue reading →

This would have to be for my mother. She has had the kind of life which has been the kind that novels are written about. I still have to gather the courage to write about her. She lost her mother … Continue reading →

It took me an encounter with an intravenous injection and a rather amused doctor at the spic and span Apollo Hospital before I resumed partying. (A big thank you to Monika and Biswajeet here, for ensuring I got quick medical … Continue reading →