Winning isn’t just a feeling. Winning is a benefit. Winning means more. Winning gets you more. Winning leads you on to win more. Winning is a synonym for MORE! Just look at any of the winners anywhere… in politics, in sports, in the arts, in theatre, in films, in writing, in your class, your college,...
‘Why do I want to buy shades?’ – is the question I was once very prone to ask myself. But this was before my encounter with the sunglasses salesman in a large store in a large mall in Delhi. My wife and I were at the shades counter there and I was looking wistfully at...
‘This book,’ I said to a friend, ‘doesn’t have stories from this century nor from any of the centuries that you read about in the history books.’ ‘Really?’ he was confused and appeared reluctant to know more. ‘However,’ I persisted, ‘ this book has stories that still have the power to connect with your present...
This happened in the mid-nineties when I was in York, UK. My wife was there working for her DPhil as a Commonwealth Scholar and I was there with her for a few months to help her settle down and, of course, see as much of that country as possible. We had Pushkin, our son, with...
Jam. Jam it! Jamming!! No, these aren’t curse words but they do mean something different to different people at different stages. A fruity preserve that goes on toast Or another word for DO Or be with people to play music Say JAM and that’s what you do! To relax or just chill out Or forcibly...
When I was small I loved to hear Unending tales on every night Spell-bound by words I had no fear And thought I was another knight! Gardens where chocolates grew on trees Friendship with aliens from the stars Sailors who went across the seas These stories made a mark not scars. And one of them...
Trip: Goa. November 2011. Goa, where the beaches take you inwards into a strange world of thoughtfulness while asking you to remain outside of yourself and soak in all the world has to offer! They fill you with an intoxication that goes beyond what a mere bottle can capture and offer. The beaches there...
Trip: London. June to July 2010. Summer of 2010. Our forty-second day in London. Pushkin’s graduation ceremony at the AA School of Architecture and Planning was over, most of our ‘walks’ to explore the real London were done, all stores on Oxford Street and the ones adjoining this place were visited, food in lots...
Trip: Seoul. December 2011. It is easy to imagine that a friendly relationship between a professional photographer and one who intends to be interested in this art would begin somewhat like this… ‘Nice camera there…’ ‘Well, it is an SLR with a 18-300 lens kit.’ ‘Oh! I have one that I just point and...
Trip: Port Blair and Havelock. February 2012. I’m not a cook I know nothing of masalas But my tongue knows When they’re mixed well For it just blurts out the truth For all to hear. And if you’re far away Unable to hear The tongue, it just Nags me until I write All that...
Trip: Port Blair and Havelock. February 2012. Our stay in Havelock had been nothing short of heaven so far. We were almost three govt-ferry hours away from Port Blair and had already completed our introductory scuba dive. We had bicycled our way to Kaala Pathar, a beach on the East face of the island, explored...
Trip: Port Blair and Havelock. February 2012. As my wife and I were getting down from the local bus at the Chatham Jetty in Port Blair, I asked a girl standing right next to me, ‘The bus doesn’t go any further?’ The girl smiled and replied, ‘It turns back and goes the same way it...