Men should be taught to apologise better. After many fights, many silences, many “it’s okays,” and many apologies where I had no idea what crime I had committed, I have realised that the average Indian man does not know how to apologise. We know how to say sorry. So much so that now it is … Read more
I recently wrote about how my daughter and I went around trying to buy a gift for my wife’s 50th birthday but didn’t succeed. This is continuation of the same story. In Part 1, I had written about how, after giving the world free advice on how to buy gifts for the woman you love, … Read more
As most of you know by now, 5 July was my wife Rekha’s birthday. And not just any birthday….it was her 50th birthday. Fifty is the age where people start saying things like “health is wealth,” “job satisfaction is more important than money,” and “I think I will hit the bed early today.” So naturally, … Read more
In the first part of this mother-in-law series, I had written about how, after one quiet peg of Old Monk, Satan danced in my mind and I decided to play a prank on my mother-in-law by telling her that I was no longer in love my wife, and that I was planning to convert to … Read more
My mother-in-law is nice to those who are nice. This may sound like a simple sentence. But if you are married you probably already know that simple sentences are usually the most dangerous ones because they look harmless from outside, but inside them there is both wisdom and warning. I don’t know when I realized … Read more
My son Ritwik turns thirteen today. He was born on 1 July 2013, and today, after thirteen years of being a child, he has officially entered that dangerous phase of life where the voice starts changing, opinions become stronger, parents become less intelligent, and friends become everything. For his thirteenth birthday, we are giving him … Read more
Rekha’s birthday is on 5 July. I am saying this confidently today because I have been in training for 20+ years, and like most men who have survived long marriages, I have learnt that there are some dates you can forget and some dates you can’t. Even today, there are moments when I pause for … Read more
I don’t remember any of my teachers till class 8….probably because boys are never meant to remember them. Or probably because till class 8, my brain was being used for more important things such as playing, fighting, eating, avoiding homework, losing pencils, getting scolded by the mother, etc. But I remember many of my teachers … Read more