Posts tagged "blogadda"
The PUFA-MUFA of life

The PUFA-MUFA of life

There is hustle-bustle everywhere… moments can go higgledy-piggledy, topsy-turvy, and hugger-mugger… or one can come across charming itst-bitsy, happy-dappy info nuggets… personalities you meet can be hoity-toity or even hurly-burly. Now all this is interesting to know, but equally vital is to know the pufa-mufa of life. Come on, you still don’t know what pufa-mufa...
If you're hiring someone, let them do their job

If you’re hiring someone, let them do their job

Aishwarya Sakuja, who has already created quite a stir on the television screen, said this to me as we discussed the role of change in our homes. Her final message to my readers was: ‘Believe in change and if you’re hiring someone, let them do their job.’ Words that are suffused with pragmatism and have...
Yes, the Gods ordered

Yes, the Gods ordered

Even I would never have believed had Arjun Rampal not told me the story. Well I’m talking of Arjun and Rampal, two of my best friends who love walking up and down the ramp in every major fashion show all over the country. In our circle of friends we call them Arjun Rampal as it...
The club election

The club election

It wasn’t a club really, but an association of around two score shop-keepers in a small cul-de-sac in Chandni Chowk. I attended their annual election of the Club President on the invitation of my friend Suresh. Suresh was a wholesaler of health food. Their club had people selling suitcases, embroidered sarees, diaries, books, dry-fruits, food-stuff,...
The audition

The audition

I was prepared. I was full of confidence. I knew my lines and I had rehearsed them umpteen times in the past few hours. So as I opened my eyes after a night when even in my dreams I was up there on the NSD stage, I murmured, ‘What a glorious morning!’ That day I...
Boiled eggs and other tales

Boiled eggs and other tales

Do I remember nursery rhymes from my past? Of course I do. I remember them all… and I also remember all the other tales that I link them up with. I remember the time we had the story of the fox that couldn’t reach up to the grapes and walked away calling them ‘sour grapes’....
The good, bad, and ugly of hunger

The good, bad, and ugly of hunger

‘Stay hungry, stay foolish’ said Steve Jobs and the world applauded. Yes, this is the desirable side of hunger… so we know there is some good in hunger. It makes the world’s imaginative folk with a lot of vision do what must be done in a perpetual state of yearning. The bad and the ugly...
Crime is always in the real world

Crime is always in the real world

What happens when you cross criminal attitude, real temptations, the anonymity of the virtual world, and greed with creative imagination? A thriller is born! One such thriller is ‘God is a Gamer’ written by Ravi Subramanian where the concept of bitcoins, the Misznay Schardin effect, and TOR come together to take a reader off on...
Happiness is…

Happiness is…

Happiness is… …what a thought black-out isn’t. Ask a writer what it is to get an inspired thought, an idea that simply disappears the moment he is ready at his desk with the laptop switched on and a word processor blank document open. The thought black-out ensures that the blank page turns black. But when...
Memory loss in the world we all love

Memory loss in the world we all love

It isn’t easy these days to stumble upon a juicy bit of news that has the potential to become a scoop. But last night as I searched for a typewriter, I realised I was in for a major surprise. I could smell a scoop when I failed to get sane answers on Flipkart, Amazon, and...
Tiddy & Pipi

Tiddy & Pipi

Hi there Tiddy & Pipi I know I’m supposed to write a post to one person who I missed the most this Diwali… but hey, don’t they say that marriage transforms two souls into one? Well, so for me you two are just one entity now. London must be far colder than the sort of...
Failure is just a bruise, not a tattoo

Failure is just a bruise, not a tattoo

Team: Maximus Dramaticus Read the previous part of the story here   Darkness has strange properties. It appears to swallow everything that comes its way but what no one realises is that it is cunningly selective. ‘Just try walking on a dark road where stones are strewn,’ said Jennifer to no one in particular, ‘and...