The Mumbai Blasts – A Reflection
"Did you hear about the bomb blasts in the trains in Bombay?" my husband asked me. I turned cold with fear. It was 11th...
Why we didn’t turn the other cheek!
The Mayhem in Mangalore began without warning. The Mangaloreans here were all in different modes of relaxation. After all September 14th 2008 was a...
Defining Happiness!
At the very outset I would like to clear any uncertainty my title may bring. I am not trying to define happiness with this...
Slice Of Life
April 9th 2003 - 6.45 pm
Allah-u-Akbar...
Dusk, A sleepy old muezzin called the faithful to prayer in his baritone. As the azaan from the dilapidated...
Eternally Bound To The Titles That Be!
The existence of a quintessential Indian woman is qualified by two titles: Mrs. Xyz or Sr. Xyz. As young girls we grow up with...
Wrapped In Silence
He was deaf and dumb. His identity he carried, a tattoo on his forearm, which read 'Mohan' in Kannada. He joined part-time service recently...
Zen and the Art of Bicycle Falls
My love for bicycles started during the long pillion rides with my brother, to that old mill in Jeppoo where our wheat was to...
I Confess
From quite a few days, without her expressed consent though, Patricia's words were churning curds in Lolita's mind. (quite a country expression, she told...
Sorry, No time to live!!!!!!!!!!
After a family meal together the guest leaves, the mother tells the father your friend was charming, the father says he was playing host...
The Mumbai Blasts
Dear Rowena,
While you have elaborately described your anxious moments, you have not forgotten to think of those unfortunate families which lost their dear ones...
