I paid a visit to my friendly bank, a stone’s throw away from where I live, to renew a fixed deposit account which was due to breathe its last in a few days’ time. As they always do, the bank authorities sent me a text message informing me of this fact and would I come …
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No case to answer
The trial, in a curious case of a cyclist accused of rash driving, is currently under way at a local high court. Even more curiously, the person accusing the cyclist of reckless driving is the owner / driver of one of the newer, luxury models of a BMW. We take up proceedings at the trial …
Looking in the rear-view mirror. Longingly.
The ‘good old times’ – all times when old are good. Lord Byron Nostalgia. Those who wallow in it are almost certainly, and let us not mince words, long in the tooth. They are defined by the length of their teeth. I freely admit that I belong to this category. As I write this piece, …
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What price the Nobel Peace Prize?
A man can’t soar too high, when he flies with his own wings. William Blake. Our Prime Minister Narendra Modi, whose brand equity suffered an appreciable dent after the recent General Elections in the country, continues to hold the reins of power, albeit tenuously, at the Centre. If he were a fan of The Beatles, …
Exorcising a transformer’s demons
The candle flame gutters. Its little pool of light trembles. Darkness gathers. The demons begin to stir. Carl Sagan. In the year 1973, when I was barely out of college, the talk of the town was a movie called The Exorcist, based on William Peter Blatty’s magnum opus novel of the same name and directed …
India is praying for Kamala and Usha
I am baffled beyond words as to why so many of us in India are going ga-ga and being insanely suffused with vicarious joy and pride whenever a person of Indian origin makes a mark in the world of politics, industry, sport or any other field of endeavour in the western hemisphere. When Rishi Sunak …
Singin’ in the Rain
It is that time of the year when everyone who is anyone starts talking about the rains. A date has been set for the monsoons to hit our shores. The boffins at the meteorological department look at their wall calendars, with some trepidation, close their eyes and stab a forefinger somewhere on the sheet …
India’s Edward Scissorhands
A housewife was arrested recently in Bangalore for attacking her husband with a pair of scissors. She was deeply upset over his refusal to eat dinner her mother had specially cooked for him. She is being questioned by the police. Press Reports. ‘Madam, do you realise you could have killed your husband? Why did you …
Jousting with newspaper editors
I am often asked, sometimes asked, somebody asked me once – why I do not write more often in leading newspapers and other online publications. The operative phrase here is ‘more often,’ meaning thereby that I have contributed to newspapers and online sites, but infrequently. There are several reasons for this and rather than list …
This number does not exist
So that’s the telephone? They ring, and you run. Edgar Degas. I don’t know about you, dear reader, but over the past few months I have been receiving some strange calls on my mobile phone. I would not classify them as crank calls exactly, but apparently the aim is to fool you into believing …
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