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,...
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...
2006 – The End Of The World!
I cannot imagine what goes on in my wife's head sometimes. She's been as fearsome as a Viking all year through but now when...
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...
Throne Where All Are Equal
The other day a topic of conversation with friends touched on a sensitive subject ? death, and the great equalizer it is. Whilst I...
Area that matters…
I was driving down the Sheikh Zayed Road, close to Shankar's office and suddenly remembered I needed to meet him. I called him up.
"Shankar,...
Hanging Corpses, Flying Buns
It was yet another boring social-studies exam.
In the sole mission of regurgitating all the 'by-hearted' dates and kings, a curious event erased my...
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...
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...
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...
