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...
Kankanady to Kaikamba: Non stop ( till the next stop)
Someone needs humor in this incessant rain. What with 'folding' umbrellas turning topsy ?turvy and those 'grandpa' umbrellas, a dying breed. And your priceless...
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,...
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...
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...
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...
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"...
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...
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,...
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...
