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...
A mom can even kill
‘Drama, melodrama, and a heady mix of sentences that are either bent upon sending a mom to heaven or making her grey-haired and terminally ill isn’t what she is all about,’ I muttered as I read the mom-posts on the internet, adding, ‘A mom isn’t a synonym for a tear-jerker either.’ Specky nodded her head...
Teenagers, Smartphones, & a Conversation
Do I need to read books by psychoanalysts to know what a teenager thinks like? No, not at all, because all I need to do to get into a teenage mind is to just stand on a kerbside in the market and listen to the conversations they have. I stumbled upon this wonderfully invasive idea...
A Pa called Po
My father is not a politician. He never watches porn on the Tab that I gifted him. He never considers asking a client to send him a Tab and then never even mention that it has to be paid for. He never tweets inanities. He never rolls back his ideas for home improvement. I’ve never seen him...