Monthly Archives: February 2011

Of the dietary restrictions imposed on self…


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

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It is 30 years today, Daddy


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

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Chanakya’s Chant: A review and a contest


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

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Did you watch MasterChef USA?


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

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Confessions of a reformed shopaholic….


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

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Jottings from a mall play zone


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

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Chuck that apple, eat a chocolate


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

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