It’s Saturday..!

There are two kinds of people in this world. Those who wake up on a Saturday morning with a sense of purpose, and those who wake up and wonder what that unfamiliar feeling is. That feeling, my dear reader, is called freedom. It visits you once a week, looks around…

Clothes Maketh a Man..!

As a teenager, I wrote a play about two young men in college. One arrived each day looking as if he had stepped straight out of a fashion catalogue, wearing stylish new clothes with all the pride of a peacock at mating season. The other had a simpler wardrobe. White…

Death of a Singer..!

When news spread that Asha Bhosle is no more, something very strange happened in our homes. Radios were switched on with unusual reverence, playlists were dusted off like old family albums, and suddenly people who had not hummed a tune in years began to nod thoughtfully, as if they had…

Being Called Aunty..!

This morning’s newspaper carried a rather interesting piece of news. A nurse in the UK had taken her colleague to court for calling her “aunty” and walked away not only with her dignity intact but also with a rather respectable sum of money. Now in India, if we started suing…

Truce, Talks and Thoughts..!

A strange silence follows a ceasefire. Guns pause. Missiles rest. Men who were ready to pull triggers now wait with fingers hovering over decisions instead. And somewhere, in homes that still have walls standing, mothers hold their children a little tighter, not because the danger is over, but because for…