Hasta la Vista Mi Amor Unc. Sam
Note: Dear readers, to get a real feel of this story, a cursory look at part I ? , and part II ? is...
The Sure Bet
We were all sitting in executive lunch tables.
"Rao, would you like to bet on the world cup winner?" Asked one of my colleagues.
All that...
New broom, sweep clean!
It was early in the morning. I was in the toilet, trying to hurry morning rituals awaiting my Manager's call. While in tension, nature's...
Sunday Sililoque
"Daamanna jumped into the neighbour's well last night!" Devappa announced, and released a long jet of saliva shaded scarlet red by the 'bachhire' he...
Sunday Blues
My bike was on a strike last Sunday, and inspite of kicking hard, it refused to to cough.
I understood, it needed a long sleep,...
To Sir With Humor – Teachers Day Special
Teachers Day! This colloquial word still evokes the image of a saree clad spectacled lady, brandishing a stick threatening to hypnotize young wards under...
Of Hell, Rock Groups and Churchill
Just the other day my five year old son Ethan put the question that kids at his age usually do "What happens when we...
Eddie’s entry to heaven
It was a Friday afternoon, the time was quarter to two and Eddie as usual, after downing two pegs of whiskey and gulping down...
Writing – Not My Cup Of Tea
Recently my wife wrote two beautiful articles on "Mangalorean.com" which, were well received and appreciated by the readers ( and ). Written straight from...
The English Conundrum
My recent column on the encouraged some of my friends to debate on the subject of Englishism vs Americanism, the Toilet vs Restroom scenario...
