My treasure trove

A person who is, let’s say 40 or 50, have had in his hand more time to evolve, more experience under his belt as opposed to a person of, let’s say my age. I feel he has got a head start over me. He’s been there, done that. I feel so small when I encounter any person who is very worldly-wise, eloquent or erudite. I'm simply star-struck by a couple of persons whom I consider my gurus. A couple of them, more often than not, tend to find me in a state which I don't like myself to be found in (&… Continue

A few months back the governor of Malacca conferred the title of Datuk to Shah Rukh Khan. The title, the equivalent of British knighthood, was awarded to him for promoting & boosting tourism in the southern Malaysian state. Cut to Singur, the Trinamul Congress prima donna Ms Mamata Banerjee intimidates Mr Ratan Tata into shelving his plans for setting up the car plant there. This plant could have boosted employment opportunities, promoted industrialization & enhanced the standard of livi… Continue

I was taking my daily stroll with my dog, Podgy, in a wintry evening when I saw her standing on the balcony of her home & having her regular cup of coffee. She was leaning forward & her elbows were resting on the railing. The steam rising from the cup of coffee seemed to veil her dainty face. But wait, something was amiss! She wasn’t in her usual checked cardigan. Instead, she wore a ruby sari which accentuated her beauty. Pink glass bangles adorned her slender arms. She smiled at me &am… Continue

In our country everyone seems to be happy in assuming the title of father. There is no dearth of self-appointed fathers. I was travelling in a bus the other day. Since the road was narrow it had to slow down for every bus & auto approaching from the other side. Its faint horn seemed to beg the thelawallahs & rickshaw wallahs to give way to it. Crawling its way along the road, the bus, to my dismay, came to a grinding halt. I peered out of the window to see why it had stoppe… Continue

I'd my breakfast in a hurry, grabbed my bicycle & pedalled as fast as I could so that I wouldn’t be late for the service at the church. Puffing & panting, I parked my bicycle at the shed, rushed in & somehow managed a seat for myself in the church. The service had already begun.
While I was catching my breath my eyes fell upon a petite girl who was sitting a few rows ahead of me. As I wasn't sitting directly behind her I could only see her dainty profile. She was fair & had pink… Continue