When Rhea said she wanted to study Culinary Arts at the Institute of Hotel Management, Aurangabad, my first reaction was to ask her why a woman would study so much only to end up in the kitchen for the rest of her life. But since both Rekha and I knew that parenting is often the … Read more
Since summer holidays have begun, I have travelled by Vande Bharat a few times – to Bangalore, Mysore, and right now, I am on my way to Madurai. In my younger days, train journeys were simple. Now everything has changed. Vande Bharat is not a train. If you have been in one a few times, … Read more
This is part 2 of how my wife fooled me into going on a trip by running her hand over my chest. It’s best enjoyed if you have read part 1 – visit my profile. Last Saturday, I went to Mahabalipuram with my wife, her four girlfriends, and their husbands. I know what you’re thinking. … Read more
Last week, my wife rolled towards me in bed and reached for my hand. After 20+ years of marriage, I knew this was a dangerous move. As a weapon, her hand ranks just below Schwarzenegger’s AMT Hardballer in Terminator, and well above whatever Sylvester Stallone was waving around in Rambo. I closed my eyes and … Read more
You already know that my wife comes with an “attitude” that the best of men can’t live with. I have no problem with it – if anything, that’s what “attracts” me to her. But sometimes she can be too much to handle. The other day, she said, “Rajan, you need to start going for runs … Read more
A decade back, a colleague of mine proudly exclaimed, “My wife won’t go anywhere without me!” I wanted to burst his bubble and tell him it wasn’t something he should be proud of (or happy about), but I decided against it. In sharp contrast, my wife is fiercely independent, and I love that. So much … Read more
You are on your way to the hospital in an ambulance….are you lucky or unlucky? Now for some context…. On 14 April at 5.50 am we had to catch a Vande Bharat train from Chennai Central to Mysore, and then drive 4 hours to Kannur. This was the first of five short trips we would … Read more
Many of you have asked me why I am named Jamshed Velayuda Rajan. Well, here is the full story. My father was born in 1947 in a small village called ‘Maangudi,’ which meant a dwelling place for deer. Back then, it had around 15 houses, and today it probably has 60 of them. Parthibanur is … Read more