Like 2014, 2019 General Elections of India is turning out to be a controversial, heated up and passionate clash of cultures. Though not the first, one of the loudest salvos were fired in Lok Sabha on Friday, the 20th of…
Since 2014 we in India have been seeing a Modi wave. Elections after elections being won remarkably and at times even miraculously by the Saffron Juggernaut defying expectations and predictions leaving even the most tenacious journalists and pundits striving with…
It has been five years since my father passed away. Five years in which life has changed in so many ways. However I still miss him. In fact I miss him even more. When you lose a person the…
Swarga gets particularly colder during certain periods of time. Nandi, the great and obedient Leutenant of the Gods ensure it to be so because Lord Shiva like Swarga to be particularly cold on his occasional visits to Swarga. Dwelling for…
It has been a long time since I wrote. Changes tend to do that to you. Tumultous changes, that completely change your life. Caught in the swirling flux of life that changes drastically all around you one is left with…
It was almost three years to the day when you entered my life. Today you leave my life. This is a tribute to you, the Nokia Lumia 720 that had been a partner of my life for the past 1000…
Yesterday was just a regular day with me returning home in a BMTC Volvo bus. It is generally a short commute and I usually spend my time observing people around me. Euphemisms and sniggers can be generated for the previous…
Vyasa was not in his best mood as he reached Swarga on this day. Today he was wearing colorful robes from his native place, Nepal. He missed wearing his regular ascetic’s robes. While never the sharpest of dressers Vyasa still…
It is just another normal day here at the Swarga Services Heavenly Ltd. The Gods have not yet arrived for work but the Rishis are already starting to get settled in for the work of the day. The Apsaras of…
I have often felt myself unlucky for never having experienced relationships. But now I consider myself lucky for that. Rather a clean slate than a slate muddied up. Forgive me, dear reader, if I tend to uncharacteristically dawdle on matters…