Yesterday, Rekha asked me to buy four toothbrushes – one for every member of the family. If you think it is an easy task, you need to continue reading. I had two options – open the Zepto app, search for ‘toothbrush,’ buy it and then wait for the 10-minute delivery or visit the supermarket. If … Read more
My story won’t be called ‘How I Met Your Mother’. If at all we did a series on Rekha and me, it would be called ‘How I Brought Your Mother Back’. Now that I have your attention, read on to find out how Rekha and I happened. The first time I saw her in 2001, … Read more
Now you know why I am named Jamshed Velayuda Rajan, but you don’t know the lifelong suffering that comes with carrying three religions, one missing surname, and a father’s hope for a united country in your name. Most people get a name. I got a mandate, to ensure that the core message of the Indian … Read more
I had a haircut yesterday morning. I walked to the shop, which is about a kilometre from my house, got my hair cut for Rs 100, gave the barber Rs 50 as tip, and walked back home. Total cost: Rs 150. I call my guy a barber because I paid so less. If I had … Read more
Many people ask me, “What is Rekha’s reaction to your articles?” Some ask, “Does your wife even like being fodder for your content?” Some say, “Look at his audacity… posting his entire thought process online.” And go on to ask, “Now that you have revealed your thought process publicly, doesn’t it become difficult to have … Read more
If your wife loves to wear a saree, you are one lucky guy. Rekha loves to drape herself in a saree – she does it at least twice a week, and what a sight it is. But there are two issues if your wife loves sarees. You are probably wondering if this is my template…appreciate … Read more
A few days back, I came across a beautiful thought, but I am not sure if Rekha understands it. That’s why I thought I would run it past you all and see if it makes sense. I think in a relationship, one has to grow like a tree. Now, before you think I have become … Read more
Last night we had a party at our place. Totally, there were 17 of us…and like every good house party, it was loud, chaotic, and beautiful. Like the Avengers, everyone in the gang came with different superpowers. Some were amazing singers. Some danced as if they had practiced in front of mirrors for years. Some … Read more