Category: Personal

It’s the end of the year

The last quarter of the year is always special. Being an Indian, I have always loved the life and lights that fills up the air during the last 3 to 4 months of the year. It is the festival season, that marks the beginning of celebration time. The hustle and bustle on the streets is…



Its me being myself..

Being myself actually does not come to me easily though I love myself in that role the most. When I say this what I mean is most of the time I actually be or become a person which is accepted in the given situation. Be it work, at someone’s place or outside world, I have…



Memories down the lane

The most recalling memory from my childhood is my love for cricket. My interest for the game started during 1996 world cup specially after the famous India v/s Pakistan match which has the highlight of Venkatesh Prasad and Aamir Sohail face-off. Till this time, I never knew what the terms mean, viz. lbw, no ball,…



Online Education

During the on-going COVID pandemic one of the most heard term in tandem with rising count of positive cases, vaccine and its trial, the never ending quarantine and the guidelines is Online classes/Virtual learning. If there is anything that we have readily (or reluctantly) accepted as part of the new normal, is letting our kids…



Few lines for the birthday boy

I know the fact that holding the knife in your hand, blowing the candle light, listening to the birthday chimes, cutting the cake to taste its bite is no more one the happiest moments in your life. Nonetheless let me remind you, your birthday marks the start of another set of 365 days (unwanted interruptions…



Hobbies

Recently someone asked me what are your hobbies, I took a pause to imbibe that question, understanding the delay in my response the person was quick to say “well, your ‘ahh’..’hmm’ tells me that you do not have any hobbies”, I was like okay, I take that. The episode ended there. Off late I feel…




That someone who makes you feel safe

That someone who makes you feel safe Few years back I saw a kid, holding his dad’s hand and walking at the pavement beside Vashi Railway Station. The little lad was careless, lost in his own world of looking around people walking past in hurry, vendors selling their ware along platform. He did not even…