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...
Wardrobe Malfunction
"My friend Sunitha called me. I was about to call you...then I remembered you had told me that you are busy the whole day"...
The Mega Barter
"Did Suma's husband call you?" Asked my wife."No. what's the matter?" I was sure there is something."May be he will call you tomorrow." She...
Support Bollywood
On my recent vacation that just concluded, one of the main items in my agenda was to meet my cousin. She is happily married,...
From Uncle Sam – With MORE Love
Note: For a better read, feel and comprehension of this article, I suggest the readers to take a brief glance through .
Prologue:
The son has...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
