The alluring charm of that uniform, a commitment to sea and a disciplined life is what makes Merchant Navy such…
Imagine a restaurant that is inspired by fashion. I am not much of a fashionista, but I definitely appreciate good…
Mental health is pivotal to our overall wellbeing. Lately, a lot of celebrities and influencers have dared to come out…
He told me a secret once, to never keep a secret. He warned me, to never unravel, reveal or share,…
She wriggled at his touch the same touch, that once ignited fire inside her… Now, burnt her very being….
Living in Mumbai for the past few years you internalise the presence of monsoons that last for months. But there…
Do you know the feeling you get when you eat a strawberry candy filled with strawberry juice? The way it…
So, I have been thinking of sharing his “casual” day out looks for a while now. So here’s a first…
The Mumbai locals are the hub to all Indian festivals. During Navratri, you can see a proper dress code for…
Disclaimer: This poem is written from a perspective of a five year old kid and how he sees a “Sunday”…
We have all grown up listening to stories from Ramayana to an extent, we have internalised the idea of good and…
The only thing he wanted, was impossible to find, until he met himself. This poem was written by three strangers,…
They say some moments last a lifetime. I thought it was just a line romanticised and exaggerated by writers and…
Being a literature student, I have always lived in the world of fantasies, in the world where everything is beyond…
Once upon a time, Doordarshan telecasted a short tele series named ‘Vedvyas ke Pothey’ [Pothey: is plural for Pothi, the document which accounts for information regarding your forefathers. It is rather a religious document with the Pandas (Priests) at teerth sthals like Haridwar] The teleseries was a great mix…
This is a conversation with my Vanteline!! and we were discussing about a letter sent to his editor by a really unique man. The name of the person has been changed. Dear Editor Let me introduce my self, I am Mr. X Kumar from chennai city(India) and I have unique…
Some striking similarities from the Gali (Street) Cricket with the IPL Gali Cricket: The teams are a conglomeration of people form your own ‘ilaka’ and various other colonies. Often your own team players join the opponent teams in order to keep the game going. Older generation often discourages the idea…
Little mischievous brains at work Thought of a crazy plan To bring down the evil cook With the help of a magic pan So, they stole the key to store And made their way to hall Where they heard the watchman snore And saw the kittens crawl As, the kitchen…
Disclaimer: Meant for ages below 5 years of age A wicked witch with evil designs. A beautiful princess in her confines. A flying chariot A charming prince Six white horses A large province A quest for love: a grand challenge. To seek a partner from the royal stands A perfect…
We humans have this tendency, we are afraid of ‘ends’. Ends usually come with new beginnings. Beginnings come with premonitions of endings, in short its a full circle. I am living on the edges of this circle right now. Now, scratch your brains and look for the edges of the…
Overcrowded markets, countless earthen lamp vendors, sugar castles and sweet shops adorn our streets. The makeshift stalls in the schools fetes, college fests and colonies are all indicators of the fact that Diwali is round the corner. Beautiful Rangolis are another facet of this ‘festival of lights’. Traditionally it is…
Amidst the loud cries of ‘Jai siya ram’ the gigantic effigies of Ravana and his brother burnt into flames after being set afire by Shri Ram. Every year such effigies are burnt on the tenth day of Navratra Festival. Shri Ram was followed by Laxman and Hanuman dressed in fascinating…
Our Education system began with the Gurukuls and the gurus. It was in a way similar to the boarding schools (minus the commercial aspect) which we witness in the present scenario. The guru dakshinas these days are way too high then the olden times. The system that we follow at…
As I head towards my college, tiny hands bang at the windows of my car, clad in tattered clothes, their empty eyes greet me with a red rose. At times they entertain me on traffic signals with their dances or singing while on railway stations or dhabas they serve as…
