24 Jan 2012 – Ashreya Mom When I started reading the book, I got reminded of Mohabatein movie.. strict boys educational institute, you need to cross so many hurdles if need to love or find a partner. Here it’s a girls school. Then there is a arrangement for interaction between the girls and boys school, […]
Bhagya, our resident gourmet chef, mood-lifter, angst buster and housekeeper all rolled into one is still ill. It’s been five days now, and things are falling apart. Besides bringing in the newspaper in the morning (on crutches), I now have to make my own tea. I also have to count the number of clothes sent […]
Come the fifteenth of December, there are aromas that waft downhill on, I kid you not, High Street. It’s in a lovely tree-lined, park-filled secret neighbourhood in Bangalore where people can freely take their nightly constitutional, in short-shorts (men or women), at 10 pm, without fear of reprisal. It could be on account of the […]
It’s confounding. It’s frustrating. It’s wasteful. It’s meaningless. And if you’re not from around here, (India that is) you’re probably howling in pain each time the sharp end of one of them sticks you in the finger. No one’s bothered to explain the mystery to you? No problem. I take it upon myself to unravel […]
We usually don’t go out to eat mid-week. It’s too tiring. There’s too much traffic and it’s not possible to get up on time the next morning if you’re scarfing the good stuff all night long. But last night, there was nothing to eat at home. No pasta. No pizza. No warm bread with garlic […]
Neha Mujumdar, October 26, 2012, The Hindu, Metro Plus At the recent concert to mark the launch of UNK , a jazz album, I am busy tapping my feet, leaning forward in my seat, smiling to myself in enjoyment. A woman next to me has been staring for some time. I turn and smile, quizzically. […]
Radha Thomas 