In our country we just love to eat and I am certainly no exception – in fact I am the rule. Those who doubt the veracity of my statement will changed your mind at the first sight of me.
My favorite food is brown on the top, puffed up a bit and coarse at the bottom; with a layer of maska or cream sandwiched in between along with flakes of ‘Tutti Frutti’ and sugar. Continue reading “Bun Maska and hot,hot tea!”
In the short life that I have led, there have been many an occasion for happiness and as they say, ‘congratulations and celebrations’. But there are few that are the real memorable ones.
And one of these was when I successfully passed my ‘A’ certificate exam of the Army N.C.C. I had joined the Army wing of N.C.C. when our class teacher in Eighth standard made it compulsory for the boys to join either the Scouts or the N.C.C. So many of my friends chose to join N.C.C. and I followed suit. Continue reading “A treasure that I discovered …”
Nothing lasts forever and this is one of the harsh realities of life. Change is another name for such realities. And Amit and Vijay who are fast friends realize this after they are separated. Although they say that distance makes the heart grow fonder, but many a times we find that the distance and time widens the gap in the best of the relationships. So how do you deal with this?
Amit glanced at his watch. It was half past nine on a sunny morning. He was seated at his desk in the classroom and Vijay was absent. Amit was dreadfully afraid that Ms. R would be angry.
Ms. R. was their social science teacher. She was especially fond of History. And surprisingly enough both Amit and Vijay found it an absorbing subject and they owed their interest in it to her for she was an admirable teacher. History was her passion and she took great pains to get the students involved in the events that seemed dry and lifeless in the text-book. Continue reading “But life goes on …”
It is a bad, bad world indeed is the common consensus. Everybody seems to be so selfish and indifferent these days. But I don’t agree. There are many good Samaritans from all walks of life who continue to do their work quietly and without any fuss. They represent the Silver lining in today’s troubled times.
This incident took place two years ago. One of my parent’s acquaintance live in Madras. Their daughter, who works for a local company there, had some urgent work to attend to in Pune and she made a sudden train trip to Pune. She didn’t have time to inform us about her plans and hence we were unaware about her arrival at the station. Continue reading “No baksheesh please.”
The cycle repair shop was a kilometer away from my home, but then it was the only shop I could rely on. Hence when it came to changing my cycle’s tyre, there was no choice but to visit that shop. The shop was well-known and my word being a bit tedious, I had to wait for a while to have it attended to. The kind proprietor offered me a seat. Soon I was busy admiring the nature scene around me. Continue reading “Joy rides on the cycle”
“Anybody can become angry – that is easy, but to be angry with the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the right purpose, and in the right way – that is not within everybody’s power and is not easy.” Aristotle
Philosophers. There comes, I suppose, a stage in everyone’s life when one turns to them to seek peace and contentment, knowledge and wisdom in life. Recently I found much pleasure in seeking the wise counsel of such philosophers, whose teachings I assumed would make life simple and easy. Continue reading “Slow to anger …”
“Men who are dandies and women who are darlings rule the world, at least they should do so” Oscar Wilde
Once my friend had a look at my snapshot and told me that I wasn’t photogenic. I asked him to explain further. He added that I didn’t look natural in photographs as I tend to become self-conscious whenever I was being clicked. And because of that, my expression and posture seemed to be so ‘out-of-place’. Continue reading “Just grin and bear it”
Sometime back there was a scathing article on the functioning of the Pune’s R.T.O. (Regional Transport Office) in the Citizen magazine. I too had written a letter commenting on the malfunctioning of the R.T.O.
Today, the common man identifies bureaucracy with inefficiency and delay. Hence my expectations were no different when I went to apply for a temporary driving licence, but I was in for a wonderful and pleasant surprise.
When I arrived at the scene of action, armed with all the certificates and documents, I soon found myself ‘face-to-face’ with the inevitable tout who began harassing me. Continue reading “To hell with touts.”
‘Auto and automen are an indispensable part of our lives. Right from the childhood they are there for us. From helping people out in dire straits to taking care of the little ones, the automen are omnipresent today. A warm letter to an automan from a Puneite.’
The earliest memories that I have of you is of when I was barely five and you picked me up daily and deposited me at my school’s doorsteps. I used to approach you with my book-laden bag and my water bottle, which you took from me and then you used to make me sit like a King. I used to be late at times but you would always wait patiently. I used to meet many of my young friends in your Auto and while driving, you used to tell us stories and crack jokes. Continue reading “Dear Automan …”
William Shakespeare would have probably said, ‘To trust or not to trust’, had he lived in our times. Duping and conning has become such a common occurrence in today’s cut throat life.
The following incident occurred quite some time ago, but it has remained indelible in my mind since.
I was strolling in the garden, deeply engrossed in my thoughts, when I saw a man in grey trousers and a green shirt standing in front of me. He appeared to me to be an educated man. He asked me for some money, stating that he was not a beggar but that dire circumstances had forced him to ask for financial assistance even from strangers. Continue reading “‘Garden Bloomer’”