How I grew up on hand-me-downs and friendly gestures

Much before folks in the Internet space discussed ‘share economy’ over drinks, and much before it was cool to use products such as Airbnb, BlaBlaCar, Fon etc. there were ‘hand-me-downs’. This is the story of how the first version of the ‘share economy’ played out in my life. Here goes… I think it all started […]

eMail conversation between husband and wife

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How I became a better student at school

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.

Story of why toilets should find mention in your daily prayer

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Conversation between an Indian man and a British woman

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.”

Poem: On how Rekha & I got married

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!