I was dozing pleasantly last night, when a message from Mallika came through. Are you all right, she asked. Why, I replied, what has happened? South Bombay under seige switch on the television. A knife twisted in my gut and … Continue reading
Contrary to popular perception, I am not the kind to run into stores showering notes on bemused salespeople in the manner of Michael Jackson in his pre bankruptcy days. No sirree, I start showering notes before I enter the store, … Continue reading
…do I care? No. I never watched the show. Not for any reason specifically but that I had a very basic issue with the assorted groupings of individuals the channel had culled together for the show. A politician’s son, involved … Continue reading
The husband and I had the kind of romances that the Hindi filmdom copyrighted and would have probably charged us a royalty on had they gotten to know we filched their story. Boy is college hunk. Girl is mousy geek. … Continue reading
..and we are encrusted with a layer of smog every morning any way, and would need a sword to cut through it in order to proceed a few feet, and the weather is getting positively pleasant, and the skin is … Continue reading
So I should probably just keep shut. No? Well, I’ve been running around like a headless chicken for the past few weeks. Doing the school run, the tuition run, the back to office run, and generally stopping myself from taking … Continue reading
Says the young girl. Young being a subjective term. This young girl in question being in her late twenties if I have ever cut a birhday cake. I frown at her, the two frown lines cutting deep furrows into my … Continue reading
