Caring But Interfering, Moms Will Be Moms

Moms

My ‘Spice of Life’ Article in Hindustan Times today (29.8.2017)

Just think of the mother and a myriad of emotions come to your mind – loving caring and pampering. But try to read between the lines, you’ll find a few more qualities of the mother popup – overindulgent, interfering, nagging, sixth-sense and snooping. Their sixth-sense is so strong that in childhood, our mother could make out from a distance whether we were reading a novel or a textbook from the tone of our answer. Read More…

Posted in Article, Just for Laughs at August 29th, 2017. No Comments.

Mastering the Fine Art of Dealing with the Babus

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Dealing with the government officials in our part of the world, is an art in itself. An art which is not everyone’s cup of tea. It requires a close study of how government offices work; how many people you’ll have to deal with while tracking your case; which day of the week, and what time of the working hours you should go there.

One should know how to gauge the mood of the official concerned at that particular moment, and the pitch of voice one should use as not to offend him/her. And above all, one needs to practice the art of stoic acquiescence of whatever response you receive from the other end. A strong heart, lots of patience and a permanent smile on the face (even though you may be boiling with rage inside) are the first requirements for the job. One must also be prepared to come back empty-handed, not once but umpteen times. Read More…

Posted in Article, Just for Laughs at April 17th, 2017. No Comments.

The Three Musketeers, at the movies

Three Musketeers

Published in Hindustan Times on 26.8.2016
You have the choice of auditoriums and multiple screens. The freedom to book the show online or over telephone. The ease of walking in at the last minute and still find the box office open. There is no rush, generally. Today, movie-going is easy. But there was a time when it was exciting.
The very thought of standing in the queue and not getting ticket added to the thrill of movie-watching. In my early childhood in Amritsar, I’d go to movies only during vacations. It was difficult to get permission from Nanaji; and he’d send us to only mythological films. We’d sit through ‘LuvKush’ and ‘Harishchandra-Taramati’ somehow. But we dreaded answering grandpa’s query: “What did you learn?” Read More…

Posted in Article, Just for Laughs at August 29th, 2016. No Comments.

Then Uncle Sam invaded Queen’s bastion

When I started learning English in kindergarten in the late 1950s, more than the language, it were the books of the alphabet from the colonial times, with glazed paper and beautiful pictures of British people, that attracted me. I still remember an image of young girls and boys bent over a wooden bridge on a hillside, trying to retrieve a bun with a sprig from the pit below. The lesson was about b…u…n bun, and I would always open the book at that page to admire the blonde, red-cheeked kids Read More…

Posted in Article, Just for Laughs at June 3rd, 2016. No Comments.

When I Was a Picture, and Craved for Selfie

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 Published in Hindustan Times  (2.5.2016)

I am not a photo aficionado nor one of those whom you catch getting themselves clicked in different poses and pouts at every function and get-together. I am wary of individual clicks, and most of the time, it’s a cropped image from a larger group that goes as my profile picture.

But there was a time when I wished I could have a collection of my pictures. In May 2010, I fractured my right hand in a freak fall, and lo…! I was grounded for six-week with a plaster. The next few days were an ordeal as the ‘never-seen-before’ situation tested my guts and gumption. Read More…

Posted in Article, Just for Laughs, Selfie-Mania at May 2nd, 2016. No Comments.

Those Were the Days, Joginder Kaur

Published in Hindustan Times (25.9.2015)

It has become a law of human nature that at any given period of time, people rue the times gone by. If we miss our childhood days; our parents miss theirs. There is an interesting adage that goes on in the family, Oah veley si Joginder Kaurey (Those were the days Joginder Kaur)! Nobody knows who this Joginder Kaur was, and who had said these words to her, but the refrain is passed on from one generation to the next.  Read More…

Posted in Article, Just for Laughs at September 25th, 2015. No Comments.

The Stories We Create

Stories

Published in Hindustan Times  (3.8.2015)

Human mind is a complex and super-active machine that remains busy all the time. Sometimes, it stores your experiences in its memory box, whereas at other times, it helps you visualize a rosy picture of the things to come. Belying the twin concepts of time and space, it helps you live your past and future in the present. It also has the very unique quality of weaving stories, some of which vanish as soon as they are created; while the rest stick. Anything and everything can become the subject of these stories – we, our dear ones, a scene or a person around us. Read More…

Posted in Article, Just for Laughs at August 3rd, 2015. No Comments.

Let the Fingers Talk

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The Empty Nest syndrome had frightened me even when my boys were studying. As I live in a small town that doesn’t enjoy the luxury of MNCs and corporate sector, I knew the little birdies would very soon take wings to scale unknown heights. And the impending ‘retirement’ too had been staring me in the face. What will I do? An impulsive talker, what I dreaded most was the thought of having no one to listen to my incessant natter. Husbands pretend to be all ears; but in reality, they are never listening to what you are saying! Moreover, I didn’t want to be labeled as an ‘old hag’ whose time’s up and who now deserved to be written off and shut off in a closet! I pulled my socks up and learnt to run along with the fast-paced world! Yes…! I decided to become cell phone/ android savvy. Read More…

Posted in Article, Just for Laughs at April 14th, 2015. No Comments.

A Sachet at Schiphol

Schiphol

Published in Hindustan Times (6.4.2015)

It was my maiden flight, and first out of India, too. Boarding an aircraft for the first time at 58 is more trepidation than fun. I was praying silently as the jet took off. All the news I had heard about air-crash tragedies rang in my ears, and the prayers became faster. Read More…

Posted in Article, Just for Laughs at April 6th, 2015. No Comments.

31st of March

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Come 31st of March; and I go down the memory lane. The intoxicating fragrance of the marigolds fills each pore of my being. A day of anxiety, anticipation, excitement and a little trepidation, it wove a labyrinth of dreams and nightmares. The previous night would be  spent rolling in the bed, waiting for the first light of the day to usher in the grand finale! Read More…

Posted in Article, Just for Laughs at March 31st, 2015. No Comments.