“My Name Is Abdul”

He peered through the dim light, around his basement, at the four people hunched up on the floor below, as he sat on the single cot lined up by the wall. A middle aged man with a woman and two little girls. They were huddled in the corner, with the man putting his hands protectively…

Mandir Masjid and Justice

Let’s build a school there.   Let’s have a hospital there.   Let’s have a University there.   HELL NO !!!!   India was formed in 1947 when the Laws of India as a sovereign republic came into force.   What has or has not happened 100s of years before that has no bearing on…

There Are No Shadows, Here…..

“Idiots”, he said, to no one in particular, as he swerved his car off the Mumbai By-pass road onto a smaller road. He had been driving since the past one and a half hour. He glanced at his watch. “Another half an hour at the most”, he muttered to himself. He loved long drives, but…

A Tryst With Demonetization

A Tryst With Demonetization —– on the eve of demonetization   Mitrooonnnnnn   One year ago we made a tryst with demonetization, and now the time comes when we shall redeem our pledge, not at all in the full measure and not very substantially either.   At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the…

Behind Every Fortune…..

She sat in the chopper till its blades had come to a complete stop, unbuckling her seat belt only when she was convinced that she was back on land. It wasnt flying that she was afraid of, it was the height. An extreme fear of height, which she did try to overcome to the best…

A Love/Hate Story

He sat at the bus stand right outside the station, watching the people coming out of the large gate. In and out, not giving him a second glance, as he sat, adjusting his backpack on his shoulders every now and then. Just another face in the crowd. It had been almost a decade since he…

Bholu Cooks Up a Patriotic Khichadi

Bholu had often talked about renovating his house, so when he invited for lunch to see his newly done house, I wasnt surprised one bit.   The door was opened even before I rang the doorbell, which was actually a bell (Ghanta) and saw a grinning Bholu standing in the doorway.   Bholu Bhakt: Come…

The Difference Between Religion and Culture…

On one of our first days in the lesser famous city of Bandung, Indonesia, we hired a car to take us around the place.   The driver named Md. Alam spoke passable English and we managed to have a decent conversation as he drove us around the city showing us various historical sights there.  …

The Pearly Laugh

He sat on the ledge by the sea staring at the large office building towering in the front of him.   Just a few hours ago he was sitting inside the corner office of the same building looking down at the beautiful view of the sea, the cars zooming around on the road below, the…