The name tag.

                  A couple of years back, I turned 40. Now, 40 may rhyme with 'naughty', as in '40, the time to be naughty', but, believe me, there is no 'naughty' feeling whatsoever. On the contrary, the feeling that sets in, is of nostalgia. And, anxiety -- about …

Madame Destiny.

                 Destiny -- may I call 'her' the 'game-changer'?  The game called  life. A mere nod of 'her' head and the entire picture changes  colours!  How smug are we in the belief that WE are the architects of our own life, WE hold life in our palms, have …

The sound of music.

                As I sit facing my laptop, wondering what to write for the day, a beautiful tune wafts from the idiot box. For once, this 'box'  proves it can entertain, too!  I am listening to songs from yesteryear Hindi movies. The music, the lyrics, the actors of that …

An ageing pet.

                Last night was one of those nights that remind me that my son, Chikoo, is ageing. It was one of those nights that give me an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach and leave me frightened, dreading everyday as it passes by. I was fast …

Techno-challenged.

                 A few years ago,  when Facebook was the flavour of the season, everyone around me used to be excited about being seen and heard on it. Chatting on FB was more in fashion than chatting in person. And, I would get asked if I was 'there' yet. …