I first blogged in 2005. Courtesy Red. When we met he asked me a couple of questions about my interests and what sort of things was I into; sadly my answer to most were no. And stoic man that he is, he never batted an eyelid at any of them. And still doesn't a decade... Continue Reading →
Bloglet: Repartee
I am currently in what I imagine is a near-Cinderella stage. Drippy nose, swollen face and mopping up the red blood (poster color) that MLM generously painted on his T-Rex's teeth and pretty much all over on an off-white tiled floor. I fall back on the worst threat in my arsenal aka am going away... Continue Reading →
A Bloglet on Introspection
There are days when being a parent seems akin to being a modern-day Sisyphus. Or did I mean Prometheus? Either way it's a (Greek) drama of epic proportions and you end up wishing someone or the other to Hades atleast once. Finit. Posted from WordPress for Android
Much Ado About Ahmed
At this time, if you Google Ahmed the results that will come flying are only about the teenager who was mistaken for a terrorist by a supposedly over-cautious, over-anxious, overzealous school. But it seems to that there are again, two sides to every story. Ahmed Mohamed. Who is he? Just a person of color? A teenager?... Continue Reading →
Movie Review: Welcome Back…Erm Don’t
Yup, that's right. Welcome Back should have at rider attached to it- DON'T! Where the first movie wasn't a shoo-in for the comedy of the year award, it was still entertaining and doesn't fail to elicit chuckles on reruns on tv. But the sequel has a couple of things which make it one of the... Continue Reading →
My Two And A Half Cents
Why two and a half? Well..I might not get everything out with just two cents worth ergo the extra half cent to properly cover the bases. Without further ado let me mention that this blog post is about the now uber scandalous Sheena Bora Murder Case. Initially it was just the online editions of the various... Continue Reading →
Bengali Parents: A Glimpse Into The Paaglaami
'Paaglaami' is a favorite word of the Bengali people. It means madness. The word paaglaami is derived from one of the uber favorite words of theirs as well..."paagol". This word is never said in a droll, flat manner. Oh no..the word paagol is uttered in a manner which reeks of food being relished and tasted thoroughly... Continue Reading →
Realizations at 4:45 A.M
On an early morning drive to the airport, roughly 36 kms of thinking time, I realized the following: 1. Robert Palmer is very repetitive. And annoying. Addicted to Love is getting deleted from the playlist. 2. Morons, the real ones, are very consistent. Moronic all the time. All days of the week. Never take a... Continue Reading →
From One Woman To Another
I can't help but use labels although I don't always like them. But labels help in identifying things, people or events and Kiran Gandhi's running the London Marathon while "free-bleeding" has definitely become an "event" on the internet. Now it might be a knee-jerk reaction to go 'WTF' followed by an "ewww" but I wanted... Continue Reading →
Cough. Sniffle. Sneeze.
A kid gets a cold and a mother's world spins out of whack!
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 