The joke was on her, really. She was always a good actor. Strict parents always raise sneaky children, and she was a top draw. She knew when to smile, when to act all ruffled.

You ought to go through it and keep doing it, constantly taking in feedback- tweaking a little something here and a little something there- to move forward. Obviously this only applies to instances where you are sur...

Theatre was something novel to me. I came from a relatively small city from a very orthodox family, which didn’t regard performing for an audience as a safe career option.

I asked him whether he had some money on him for dinner at least. We usually woke up late so that breakfast and lunch could be gelled together (also saving toothpaste).

Complete with the subject, date, and my sign. You ought to sign near the bottom right corner under your name- I always keep forgetting that. Last term paper that was the only mistake I made.

Pavlov’s experiments on programmed reflexes are known to all. The scientist rings a bell, a dog is given food, and the cycle is repeated multiple times to program the willing dog. Next time when the bell is rung, th...

 There was a time when I believed in soul mates, but there was also a time when I believed that WWE was real. So I don’t think the ‘I believed’ argument really counts as far as stating the truth is concerned. Perspe...

So instead of lamenting on how horrible the situation is, can there be a solution to this huge problem? Is there some light at the end of the tunnel? Well, all is not bleak. You can start over by understanding that...

No Indian would forget the much hyped BBC documentary ‘India’s daughter’. Apart from the unnecessary publicity it harboured, the content in itself was stunning, to be honest. The interviews and opinions that were pu...

As he gave back the firm to the sympathetically smiling volunteer, he was reminded of an old friend of his. She had a category for people under the tag of ‘PBMs’ or ‘The Paneer Butter Masala log’. These are the ones...

The woman let out a grunt and turned to her right. She was facing me and snoring. Steady swift and rhythmic. Her huge fat tummy rising and falling as she bellowed. It is funny when you think about it. If she woke up...

Back in the Capital, the Premier was having a peaceful day. The Premier was a man of action. Well-built and broad shouldered – he was a heavy-headed man with a broad trunk. He was different from your run of the mill...

I was invited to the chair as soon as the previous occupant climbed down, sighing in relief. Hitherto a normal human, he now had a hedgehog-ish vibe about him. He took a look at the mirror, grimaced, took out his wa...

This was his hundredth (how he wished it was an exaggeration) attempt to make his resume. The initial efforts were far from fruitful. One might as well have used a name slip – the ones you used in school texts, and...

  The smell of fresh croissants filled her nostrils; the air seemed jollier than usual. Greetings were being passed around and she could hear “Bonjour, bonjour” being said all around. The sun was shining mightily an...

Now this is where boredom steps in, sly as a fox. You don’t want to do the work at hand. However, since you have something so heavy on your plate (no pun-ed offense to my fellow binge eaters), you don’t feel like do...

Why don’t you talk to me gal? You know I love you right? I love you all. All of you. When did I meet you? Apart from today afternoon. First day of college? Second. Ah! Who cares, I just met you. I know that I have m...

She was a single child to her parents. She has this complex of being alone. Or how she feels she is alone. She isn’t a self-made woman, but knowing her familial background- to reach where she is now is indeed remark...

There are a thousand myths that circle around in the teen community- about sex, sexuality, sexual etiquette, dating, marriages, pregnancy etc. Do you know why these exist? It is because we don’t tell our children th...

If anything is wrong the first time, you are warned. The second time, you served as a warning for others. The same was held for our ideologies too. The world belonged to us, and just us. The Others, who chanced to l...

I was supposed to work on something different, but then the procrastination monkey inside my head (you still haven’t read Tim Urban. Wait but why haven’t you?) chose to show me the easiest thing to do, and rant on t...

Think how worrisome and horrible and unreasonable everything around you is. Now when you are walking back home after a terrible 9-5er, and you see an

Poli putai dosa. Fancy that. A middle aged South Indian, bred and brought up in the capital city of the southernmost state in the country, and he didn’t know all varieties of Dosa!

He hadn’t noticed the door lock— or its lack thereof. There was no latch inside that could be locked. There was a lock for sure, but it had no metal bolt it could latch onto. He pressed the wooden panes together and...

I have thought about why we love dogs so much. I wouldn't go for any far fetched Freudian analysis, because I think it isn't that complicated when you think about it.

He would claim his right to have a fun filled New Year's eve, realise that I would not respond, quieten down, and repeat the cycle again.

It couldn't be all his fault alone. Once, he had four interviews back to back. He was so tired by the fourth one that he had no clue what the hiring company's work actually was.

Not that I’ve been a regular breakfast guy. But whenever I’ve ventured out to have breakfast, I’d seen him. Now, neglecting the odds of his eating habits exactly mirroring mine, I concluded that he was consistent.

Not a bad start to a day, except that he didn’t know where her clothes were. Or who she was. Or why he was fully dressed.

He tried ignoring it initially. But the sound levels grew too loud and started breaking into his thoughts before he decided to pay some attention.

Amit hated being told what to do. Be it me, his step mom; be it Raghu, his Dad, or worse, people he couldn't scream back at, like his football coach.