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Penning from my senses | Episode 1 – Nervous Nineties Over the past few months, I have been mulling over writing humorous takes and perspectives based on what I observe – see, hear, feel. So, here we go – my first in the “Penning from my senses” series. Disclaimer: Think of this episode as a ‘stand-up comedy’. It is intended to be a work of fiction, and not meant to body-shame or malign any person. Episode 1: NERVOUS NINETIES I am a ‘nineties kid’ – but that’s not the reason for this title. The term, as many of you would be aware, is often used in cricket when batters are in their nineties and feel nervous whether they would reach a century or not. Also, now that I think about it, it may also be applicable to Queen Elizabeth II.  However, my reason is slightly different. My weight has always been bordering on ninety - and that makes me extremely nervous. This is one century I hope I never have to talk about. I wish this episode would have been about my ...

The murder in my dream It is often said that if you have a special person in life, you don't need a diary. But I strongly believe that a human will always fail you. Inadvertently. Sometimes in a few days. Sometimes after a few years. I am writing this diary because of an eerie dream – I saw a murder. Murder of my best friend. That too, by her husband. February 18, 2019 I don't know yet whether things happened the way I am going to describe. Perhaps it's my mind playing games as it often does after a marathon reading of the psychotic thrillers. Or maybe it’s my pills that my therapist has prescribed for my paranoia. But my gut says otherwise – I think the murder did happen. I just need to get to the bottom of it.   Let me go back a few months. Simran, my best friend from college had gotten married to Rakesh Sinha, a hotshot management consultant who owned a plush 3BHK in Bandra along with a couple of swanky cars. I know what you are thinking, but no. My ...

The Wedding-Nama!!! I know what you will read below will ruffle a few feathers – and I do not apologize for that! This post is a work of fiction. I respect the institution of marriage, but not many people realize that planning a wedding is quite a stressful event. Because of one stupid choice that couples make at the beginning – “I want both families to feel happy and comfortable” And that’s where the problems start. Welcome to the life of Ms. Ananya Patil and Mr. Nithin Shetty February 14, 2018, 8 months before the wedding: Nithin: I am getting apprehensive about meeting your parents, Anu. What if they don’t like me? Ananya: That’s obvious that they won’t like you. You are lazy, you can’t drive. You just sleep on weekends like a Panda. I am surprised I like you! Nithin: Thanks, that helps. My confidence just plummeted to the bottom of the Pacific just like the Titanic Ananya: At least get your facts right when you want to make a dramatic reference, dumbo! ...

Tiny Tales (No. 101 - 200)   ·   Another weekend goes by. He is bonding with friends and immersing in hobbies more than ever before. But, countless voids engulf him and his pain remains unabated, as frantic calls just to see her once again go in vain. Often God's choices can only be borne, not understood... ·   Rangoli and other decorations in place. Wide varieties of sweets and savories prepared too. And then began the long, anxious wait. After all, her son was returning home. Skype had ensured they remained in touch, but Diwali bonded them together   ·   The clock shows 4 am. Some may say, it's late into the night. For some, it's the beginning of a new day already. For the hardcore party goers, it may be an end to a wonderful evening. And for those who hooked up, they may just be in the middle of a great adventure. The clock shows 4 am, but each individual's story and current state will be different. Life throws similar situations at all. But our respon...