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My father in law was undergoing treatment at Artemis Hospital in Gurgaon for cancer in his Oesophagus. He gave it his best shot….but didn’t quite make it. He passed away at Artemis Hospital, at 5.32 pm on 20 September. How else does a writer pay tribute….but by writing. So sharing here a few posts that were centered around my father in law.

In order to try and stop the riots, I immediately booked my flight to London. Once in London, I realized it was crazy. My immediate reaction was ‘why would anybody do this to their own country?’ And then I answered my own question with another question – ‘who in London is from England? None!’

Before we get into the whys and hows let me tell you that I am very upset with Standard & Poor’s. I mean, what kind of a name is this? Don’t people think before naming their companies? Thank God, they didn’t name it ‘Poor Standards’ or ‘Standard’s Poor’.

Personally, I feel a tad upset that United States’s credit rating has come down. Now Tihar Jail is a much-preferred option but when I was growing up, US was the place everyone wanted to go and work in.

You have always been told the wrong mythological stories…..because that’s what the elders wanted you to hear….so that you grew up with values and conscience. The truth is far more life like…far more real.

Check out four mythological stories – find out why Ganesha has an elephant head, Why Shiva has a snake around his neck, Why Sherawali always sits on a Tiger and why Hanuman is Lord Rama’s best servant….

I have known Rekha for ten years now. When I first saw her, she was wearing a dirty blue T-Shirt and a jean. The only problem was the coconut oil in her hair…but what do you expect of a girl from a small village in Kerala?

In the last ten years we have been married for six (Rekha, am I correct?). We have had our ups and downs….and in between also gained some pounds. But I would have had it no other way. She is the lady after my heart & stomach too!

There were times when my wife Rekha called me a Dog. You got to give it to her for being appropriate – she never addressed me as a dog in front of strangers & relatives. It was reserved for occasions when we were alone – especially, when we were in the bedroom.

“You are a dog. Can’t you understand a simple ‘No’?”

This post is about how I managed to get a pet inside our house though my wife still hates animals, birds & fish. When they are alive.

My father often told me: “The son never sits in the British Empire.” As a result I forced myself to be active – getting up at 5 am and going to bed at 10 pm – and achieving a lot of things as I grew into a full-blown-up man. My father is no more, but I still don’t sit.

My world came down crashing when yesterday I realized that my father had been saying the line wrong. It is actually: “The sun never sets in the British Empire.”

During my initial days in school, my father always compared me to the Prithvi missile, which was designed and developed by Defence Research and Development Organization.

I don’t know what my father’s reasoning was…but I guess it had something to do with the fact that Prithvi never hit its intended target.

“You are just like that surface-to-surface missile, Prithvi. Can’t even find Pakistan,” he would say.