My tale of adventures and misadventures in this delightful city is by no means a smooth ride but I am enjoying it nevertheless...
Listed: Jan 28, 2011
It has been almost eight weeks that I have been in Delhi. Which brings me almost to the end of the summer I am getting to spend at home. Yes, being in Delhi to experience its glorious winter sunshine would have been spectacular. But, the luxuries...―
The whole world is talking. About what, you ask? Well, anything and everything. The statistics about people becoming less concerned with fellow beings be damned – the world around me seems more interested in everybody else than ever before. ...―
When I was in senior school, I once had the responsibility of escorting a neighbour’s little girl to her nursery class. All the way to her colourful classroom, I would be in awe of the large fish and butterflies drawn on the walls. She, on ...―
Spring is nowhere in sight. Delhi is reeling under raging summer winds, with mangoes and watermelons trying their best to ease the heat. But the good God up above has brought in a whiff of spring early for me this season. Here’s how. So ...―
He walked past the board every morning. It was on the way to work, standing in all its freshly-painted, large-visual glory. He would stare at it through the corner of his eye, as his car halted at the traffic light, and then proceed to indulge in ...―
“How did the blue shirt get burnt?!” “The iron must have been too hot.” “Oh? And your attention of course was completely unshaken.” Ram Lal didn’t respond. His wife’s fluent Hindi rattle continued to ...―
She reads a few pages of ‘The Sunset Club’ every morning. The twilight cover of the book stands in contrast to the bright morning light coming in from the window, as the train chugs along the rather monotonous Gurgaon route. …...―
A narrow gauge train is cool stuff. I have travelled with the Bhattacharjee family often enough to know a good trip from the rest. But every time I have been en-route Shimla on the cute little toy train, I have … Continue reading →―
“Don’t be too late coming back.” Mom says over the phone when I go to work every morning. I tell her I wouldn’t. In the course of the day however, tasks pile onto more tasks and before I know it, … Continue reading...―
“Three is old!” claimed P&P this morning. He looked all worked-up, his brow laced with sweat. Apparently it seems, P&P is under the impression that he is now getting old. All very well to celebrate first birthdays and second ...―
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