"Whenever Daddyji [that's how he was addressed] came back home from work or for holidays, we used to hide behind the doors, under t...
On Friday, I took off on a weekend tour of Jaipur. The trip was driven by impulse. I, my friend, and her two nephews, who are more like twin...
It's 2:37 am and I am thinking what the hell I am doing editing a story on money laundering. Do I care how much hot money is being laund...
When Deepika mailed me the post below, I instantly told her I was putting it up on my blog 'cos I loved it. Her experience of intelligen...
Nothing intelligent about this... Some days ago I was chatting with one of my friends. As predictible it might sound but the coversation vee...
Writing SOPs (statement of purposes) is quite a pain. By now I call them SOBs. They tire you mentally as you churn out 400-odd words on one ...
I was showing my friend Deepika some photographs from a tiring training programme the office conducted (more on that later) this weekend and...
When I watched 36 Chowringee Lane, I was quite depressed for days. I hated the thought of being old and, that too, alone. The movie was so s...
