A few years ago, a good friend, James, came down to Bangalore from London to study Kannada. My friend and I met him in a cafe in Bangalore’s quaint old VV Puram district. James, or Jam as we call him, is a chap prone to the most inane hilarity, armed with a wry British wit. […]
Sometimes, it’s really about time. The right time. About 1.5 years ago, I had cringed when I hadn’t been generous when faced with someone in need. Since that May of 2017, I have gone through so many different situations when I have had opportunities to be generous, kind, and compassionate, and yet found myself wearing […]
This post is dedicated to the wonderful SR, the human mama of Spikey the Flower-Loving Dog, who even if I forget reminds me to “Look at the moon now!” or “See the skies!” Thank you for showing me that moments like these exist last week. The other day, in my post about the wonderful Nandish, […]
Last year in April, I was on Bangalore’s Metro train to MG Road, on my way to a meeting. As the train pulled out of Cubbon Park station, a visually impaired young lad got in. Someone scrambled to make way for him. He was on the phone. I glanced at my Kindle, waiting for the […]
I had an interesting conversation with my friend on Skype. Now, I don’t message much on any messaging platform. I hate hate hate messaging on the phone. The only time I can actually message is if I have my laptop. I have lost the ability to type much on the phone except short text messages […]
On the 6th of September, 2004, I stood at the entrance to a rather forlorn-looking building on Bangalore’s Double Road or KH Road. As I entered, I saw another woman sitting at the entrance in front of a security guard. The guard was apologetic. “The office opens only at 9:30, Ma’am,” he told the girl. […]
I am in love. Love. Love. Love. Ah, did your narrow mind think of only one reference here? Smile. I am not going to talk about that kind of love here. Well, not yet anyway. Today, I am going to talk about how I am in love with the Universe. I went running today morning […]
I had the most extraordinary, eventful week. Consider this. On Sunday, I see a letter from the Commercial Tax Office that I have to submit all the auditing for Trippin Traveller within seven days or be liable for civil/criminal prosecution. Also, by Sunday I realize that someone so despises me that they wouldn’t want anything […]
About once or twice a week, I go to this office on Bangalore’s Rest House Road. I had previously spent nearly four years working in another different office on the same road. These days, though, my visits to this office are time-constrained. I usually drop in there in the mornings, and I am off before […]