Burying a Religious Symbol…!

So, there I was, casually scrolling through my social media feed—dodging the usual political fireworks, a dozen “inspirational” reels from people who clearly need inspiration themselves—when I stumbled upon a gem: a video of a man burying an open Bible at the entrance of his home. Yes, burying. Like treasure….

The Real Double-Engine..!

Been having a delightful time with the twins here in New York, — the dynamic duo that belong to my daughter. Two little powerhouses of energy, mischief, and occasionally, darling saints. They’ve dragged me through the parks of Manhattan like I was some reluctant reindeer in Santa’s sleigh. They’ve made…

Losing a Friend..!

It’s strange, isn’t it, how someone so full of life one day can suddenly be… gone? Just like that. Like a light switch flipped off, or the last page of a good book you didn’t want to end. And yet, while the book may have ended, you’re left holding it…

To Slap or To Shake..!

Israel says it’s made a significant dent. The US says it’s made it’s point. Iran, not to be left out, declares a glorious victory. It’s the kind of global group project where everyone insists they did all the work. And what did they all do, exactly? Slap each other? Yes,…

A Happy State of Emergency..!

Fifty years ago, Mrs Indira Gandhi did something absolutely shocking. No, not talk in better English than the BBC anchor who interviewed her, but The Emergency. She declared it, imposed it, and for 21 months, India was in lockdown before lockdowns became fashionable. Newspapers were gagged, politicians were jailed, and…

How Far Can Saints Take You..?

It was St. Anthony’s feast day the other day, and as I passed a church glowing with candles and filled with the fragrance of frankincense, I found myself pondering — “How far can saints take me?” It’s a curious question. Because if you ask some folks, they’ll tell you quite…

Mocked for Speaking English..!

So, there I was, sipping a hot cup of cutting chai outside my local teashop, when I heard someone laugh. Not at a joke, or a meme, or even at a politician’s promise — no, someone was being laughed at for speaking English! “Angrez ban raha hai!” they snorted, as…

Please Don’t Take Off..!

So, there I was, strapped into seat 46A, my boarding pass still crumpled in my fist, and a packet of peanuts unopened in my lap—not because I don’t like peanuts, but because the moment the plane began to taxi, I found myself whispering, “Don’t take off… please, don’t take off!”…