There is an air about IndiaSlowly but surely the discoloured, don’t care, chalta hai mood that India has worn for so long when it comes to its services, is changing.
October 11, 2008
A dogged commitment for lifeThe dog was obviously pining. It sat with its paws on either side of its nose, looking nowhere, completely disinterested in the comings and goings around it.’
September 28, 2008
Ganpati, the benign presenceThe city loves him… it’s difficult not to. After all, he’s been a part of Mumbai’s identity for decades now.
September 14, 2008
Feeling the pain of othersThere are so many worlds different from the world we know, and yet we live blissfully unaware of them, unless fate decides to push us into a strange new orbit.
August 31, 2008
Requiem for unsung soldiersHigh up in the Himalayas, in windy Drass, which is in Kargil to be exact, are two Army-run spots that could well become tourist highlights for travellers passing that way..
August 16, 2008
We must keep the hills aliveAs the plains fall behind and the mountains surround us, there is a definite change in the air.
August 2, 2008
The nature of all thingsI don’t know how many of us have time to read anymore… as in books, serious and contemplative, so I am going to paraphrase something I read.
July 19, 2008
A sincere request to all menThis one is strictly for the men who read. It’s time you had a man to man talk with the guys around you. The ones who don’t read, can’t read, won’t read.
July 5, 2008
Spooked out in Chiang MaiVilla 59 is built of sweet-smelling wood, all two floors of it. Latticed windows overlook a lotus pond with dreamy dragonflies buzzing over it
July 4, 2008
Stapled to bad practicesEveryday in every office around the city, and in every city, town, and elsewhere, the mail man or the courier delivers tens, if not hundreds of envelopes.
June 22, 2008
Namaste’s forgotten gracesAcross the world, the folding of hands implies supplication and humility. In India we realised that the Godly spirit met us through the greeting.
June 8, 2008
Peace comes dripping slowPassed over, as it swept past, with its bag of goodies, placing a high rise here, wiping out a mill there, putting down flyovers and paved roads wherever fancy dictated.
May 25, 2008
Life in the heart of MumbaiSometime ago, I persuaded a colleague to put the rice he was sending back in his plate to the canteen into a bag and give it to the poor children outside the office.
May 11, 2008
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