Sharad Pawar is the new BCCI President. How refreshing. The democratic country that we are, anybody can be elected to top posts. Just about anybody. Even Sharad Pawar… Indian cricket has eventually managed to get out of the frying pan and reach the fire. I am not surprised Sharad Pawar is from Mumbai. The filmi-capital … Read more
Sometimes…I wonder what would have happened if I were born in a poultry. Would I have been a human or a chick? What if I had been a chick…not the ‘pretty-chick` kind of chick…but the egg-laying kind. Guess, I would have just decorated the wire cage in a chicken stall until it was my time … Read more
I decided. I searched. I found the place. I mingled. I drank the coffee (?!). I left. This is exactly how I would describe Sunday`s Chennai Bloggers Meet ….in 16 words. If you give me more elbowroom…maybe I can spice it up for you. [Whatever I say after this line needs to be read with … Read more
[This scene is enacted in Dublin, an up-market pub in Chennai where I have never set my foot] Optimist: I would say the glass is half full.Pessimist: If you ask me, it is half empty. But who is going to pay for it?Optimist: We could go Dutch…you pay for the half full part, I will … Read more
[This post is stupid. Proceed at the cost of being laughed at] Wonder if the ‘con` in both the words – Con & Constable – is intentional. Perhaps…William Shakespeare (I say this because the British introduced Constabulary) or whoever coined the word ‘Constable` wanted to pass on a message to us. Something like the Da … Read more
Haven’t seen anything as creative in a while. Makes immense logic… Just because Chennai didn’t get its dose of cricket today…all are behaving odd. Even I have decided to make some sense. OK…before I start making sense…let me make some non-sense…. Question: What would a weatherman sitting in Chepauk give his grandson who just walked … Read more
I wonder what happens when paranoia sets in. Now, don`t you stare at me…I am not that paranoid yet. But think of all those policemen who guard the streets of Delhi. I bet they are scared. OK…this article is a little late to be directed at the Delhi blasts …but better late than never. Remember…a … Read more
You don`t marry a girl. You marry her relatives. While some agree that that marriage is the fastest way of transferring funds or bringing in a change of management, I believe that it is the quickest way to insanity. I recently visited Bangalore for I was invited to a marriage in Rekha`s family. Being a … Read more