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‘Jab We Met’ : From The Fatter, Funnier Dating, Diapers and Denial

Here’s an excerpt from ‘The Fatter, Funnier Dating, Diapers and Denial. Pick your copy on Kindle! It was love at first sight. He was handsome! Deep, dark eyes. A glint of mischief in them. A smell of musk. Wore shoes that matched with belt. Checked all my first-time-meeting boxes. He was not ‘brash-and-cocky-handsome’ like SalmanContinue reading "‘Jab We Met’ : From The Fatter, Funnier Dating, Diapers and Denial"

So Saree About This!

My 12 th grader  had her ‘graduation’ function recently, for which we had to pay for a saree that cost Rs 5140. In addition for the stitching of the blouse (Rs 1000 – 1500) and the purchase of a petticoat. Overall, we had to shell out over Rs 6000. So, understandably, most parents including me,… Continue reading So Saree About This!

When You Are Dying

When you are dying And one day, you will How do you propose To settle the bill? With the hazelnut frappuccino The gota-patti suit The polki jhumkas The leather boots? With the multi-feature phone The limited-edition bag The caviar on sushi The personalized chronograph? With the sparkling solitaires The Montoya Cabernet The Michelin-star restaurant The […]

Camp Worry

  Last week, grade 6 students went to camp Uroli. Their parents, to Camp Worry. ‘Fragile’ or ‘Handle with Care’ stickers aren’t normally, pasted on humans. So, the alternative, the WhatsApp group, was instituted. The two accompanying teachers who created the WhatsApp group opened not just Pandora’s box but her entire 4 BHK house + […]

Dengue-waala Dussehra

Ek machhar did not make me a hijda (though I wish…stately bods, confidence, style), but it gave me a dengue-themed Dussehra. The three other inhabitants of this house decided to fall sick in such a coordinated manner that it would give the Chinese synchronized swimmers a complex. I have never turned from nawab to nurse […]

Running (Away)

Few decades back, people would just begin to build a house, or plan a foreign vacation or buy a big car around the time they turned forty. This has now galloped backwards to the twenties. You are done and dusted with all these pretty early. The result: you are twiddling your thumbs at forty. It […]

PETITION POX

Of late, there has been a rash of petitions demanding ‘bans’. Beef ban. Kissing ban. Mannequins Displaying Lingerie ban. Alcohol ban. Baghban (or was that a movie?). The latest is the demand for the ban of ‘Pehredar Piya Ki’. It’s a TV serial about an 18 year old marrying a 9 year old boy for […]

Independence from Alchemy Publishers

Dating, Diapers and Denial – my first book, and one so special came out in 2011. The next year, in 2012, Nuptial Knots was out. And, in 2013, That Autumn in Awadh. I had begun my journey as a writer. With Alchemy Publishers. Over the three years, the books gave me some beautiful moments. I […]

The Elderly on Facebook

Don’t get me wrong – I love old people. As long as they do old-appropriate stuff like praying, taking long walks and eating their mashed vegetables. I can even live with the early-morning throat clearing which sounds like a jet engine trail, only made entirely of phlegm. I like talking to them, ruing the loss of […]

Pimpals and Pillows

It’s peak summer in Bangalore. The mercury is touching 35 degrees Celsius. Most of us are choosing not to step out. Unless it really, really needed – like a matter of life and death – for instance, to lock a slaughterhouse and or build a temple. I have not been recruited for either mission yet. […]