Monthly Archives: November 2008

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 →

The morning walk has been discarded ruefully. My shuttered eyes are thanking me for it, though the ostensible reason I keep giving myself is that there is too much company to allow me to walk in peace. Some other residents … Continue reading →

No, no, trust me. I really did. I have been so amazingly good that I have passed on/ chucked away almost three fourths of my stash which leaves me with exactly six bags. One leopard print horror that I can … Continue reading →

We had a week of enforced Diwali vacation on us, and confronted with the prospect of relaxing at home, the husband and I looked at each other and decided to escape. Now the husband is a beach person. I am … Continue reading →