We Didn’t Shake Hands, Ma..!

There was turmoil in the Mohan household the other evening. The kind that usually follows when cricket is discussed. Not because the TV set broke down during the Indo-Pak match, but because the Mohan parents discovered their two sons had just returned from playing cricket with the neighborhood bullies. “Playing…

Being Human yet Invisible…!

I opened the paper this morning and there it was—big, bold headlines telling me that Salman Khan had stretched his muscular arms all the way to Punjab. Not to beat up another villain, but to rescue flood victims. The details were all there like a movie poster: 25 boats dispatched,…

Being Your Own Doctor..!

Today’s headline in page fourteen of the Times of India screamed, ‘Many Indians are treating AI as a doctor. And turning critically ill’. I chuckled—and decided to bring three people out of my imagination, one, my neighbor Ramesh who actually announced his own funeral date! Let me explain. Ramesh had…

Nothing Fishy…!

I am inside the Chicago aquarium; one step inside and I am five years old again—nose to glass, palms flattened, dignity floating away like a bubble. A ballerina-jelly swirls past; a moody grouper regards me like a bored museum guard; a school of silver arrows turn together as though they’d…