The flowchart of excitement
Don’t worry, I am not going to quote any psychologist here in this article telling you that excessive shopping is a result of stress or anger or some sort of a mismanaged life. I also don’t intend to go on and on and on about some remote but existing statistics on a comparison between online...
Even a single hair casts its shadow
It was one of those low-pressure days at the office. A warm sun asked its rays to gently shuffle in through the closed window panes hoping this might help the people inside deal with the biting December cold of Delhi. I was sitting with the visiting team from a friendly daily who wanted some confirmation...
‘Hair! Hair!’ said the head and held a dove to signal peace!
There is no myth that I have encountered anywhere or any time about doves flying in to rescue balding heads but yes, hair has certainly always been a major obsession with most of humanity. The title of this article is a pun and the dove held high is a symbol of hair care that civilization...
Photo-story on the making of Ravana
Evil isn’t born in a day. Evil also isn’t born in solitude. The evil that I am talking about is the maha-demon called Ravana. This maha-demon was the one that was killed by Lord Ram… but then that is a past story. That Ravana exists now as effigies that are prepared every year to be...
An intimate peep into Ravana
Is violence always political? No, such questions aren’t just asked by the Oxford University admissions team while interviewing students for admission… such queries have been doing the rounds for ages. The violence of a war is generally backed by political intent, or shall we say, political discontent! And you see this all around you. Disrupted...
Philanthropy and a passion for shopping
No, my name isn’t Warren Buffet or Bill Gates. The Ambanis, Birlas, Tatas, and even my next door neighbour is far richer than me. When I go to the market, supermarket, or one of the many Malls, I get attracted to almost everything there and God only knows how I am able to restrain myself...
Be the luxury warrior at Qvendo
Walking leisurely by the Thames with Pushkin, my son, on my right and my wife to my left, we were happily watching people ambling, rushing, cycling, and jogging… there were others who were inhaling, exhaling, selling, telling, and no there was definitely no yelling… ‘Everything is so different here,’ began my wife, ‘and the difference...
I didn’t feel any tremors here
No, this article isn’t about Mangan or Sikkim or the recent 6.8 on Richter earthquake that was followed by another with an intensity of 4.8 on the Richter scale. This isn’t an article about this earthquake or any of the others that have rocked the world quite so often in recent times. However, we shall...
For God’s sake, it is about the rights of people
Words, without the support of a sentence, can say a lot sometimes. This is how I would analyse the phenomenon of the Anna Hazare movement against corruption that rocked the Indian parliament in August 2011. This war against corruption had innumerable shades supporting it… individuals, small groups, and larger groups spread all across the country...
A challenge called writing
‘I can’t write. Writing is beyond me,’ said my wife. ‘You can. Writing needs just two things. Something to write with and something to write on. You have both.’ ‘But writing needs to be full of life.’ I just couldn’t resist the temptation to take off my tee and point to my back. ‘Here, write...
Would you date a yak in skirts?
Yaks don’t wear skirts. Yaks don’t play badminton. Saina Nehwal and Jwala Gutta are not Yaks in skirts. They are lovely girls who play superb badminton and must remain in the news and in the record books because of their game… and not because they were asked to prance around the court in short skirts!...
Poems have no caste
Poems have no caste… and yet I will insist that they also need to be classified. Just as we humans are all the same, yet it helps to have us classified into races, creeds, cultures, regions, castes, and also by language, habits, disabilities, gender and there could be many other forms that even I may...
