When Parents Divorce is a Relief

“the way you guys fight, why don’t you divorce and be done with it” Rashmi muttered under breathe, Yet Maya heard it. Maya decided she would never let her alliteration with her husband pop up in front of her kids. Maya is 60+ today, and her 70+ sister always quoted her as a beacon, “As... Continue Reading →

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Bhutadarshanam of Doordarshan

My memories of Doordarshan “by 9.30 these rituals will be over, we can breakfast and watch Mahabharat, before we move on the other rituals” our family purohit Maradeya was saying.  The nurses would request for a 10 – 11 break to watch Mahabharat. That box that screen which was within a box and a door... Continue Reading →

A Drift

I returned to Shantala’s after a long time, and met Arundathi, a school friend, “Hi” she said, “Hi”I replied “Hi, nice to see you” “Yeah nice to see you too” I flashed my best smile, that didn’t reach my eye and hot footed right out. It is rather sad when after the few moments of conversation... Continue Reading →

A Peek Into The Past.

If I could bring back someone from the other side of the rainbow bridge just for one day would I do it? and who would it be...? Haa! A tough one, imagine being peaceful some of them even in new bodies and hey presto, I decide to bring them back, it would be like the... Continue Reading →

Revisit Destination

This weekend really seemed idyllic with MrD in far away Bhubaneswar attending one of those events where people with cranial cavities enriched with grey matter met, to let other people with similarly filled cranial cavity know how much more they know and of course intercepted with loads of food that is created by fusion of... Continue Reading →

Chill and Heal

This year I am “Indi-spired “ to increase my vocabulary as much as possible, so I looked up the  dictionary for the meaning of vacation. We’ll look at it along the way. Once upon a time Vacation began on April 11th and would be over on May 22nd.it fixed, and Bhima-ajja my grandfather’s brother would... Continue Reading →

On Siblings

Siblings are people born to the same parents. I remember my mother talking of two of her cousins, when they were young they would for every be playing chor-police and then it would end in a fight Dewar style, my mother’s irate aunt yelled can’t you do role play about brothers, the boys immediately obeyed... Continue Reading →

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