Come September and the trees start shedding their leaves. Soon they are robbed of every trace of green; something that makes us wonder if the tree is dead. By December, it starts [tag]snow[/tag]ing and the brown tree struggles to support the weight of snow on it. Water, which had nurtured the growth of the tree from a seed, has now …
→ Read this postWe Indians know that the right side to drive is the left side. But here in Canada, they think it’s their right to drive on the right and that’s the right side to drive. We put in the key to unlock a lock and turn the key clockwise. Guess what happens. I searched the whole house for a 3-pin socket …
→ Read this postFrom notebooks and workbooks in primary school to machines and chemicals in engineering. From a kid who fumbled with his underwear in kindergarten to an executive who is trying a perfect tie for his formals. From the time you prided yourself on writing a book report to the time when you were skeptical about that project report. From the days …
→ Read this postWhen I was a little boy, my mother once asked me to wash the dishes. “It’s not my work”, I complained. “Fine.”, she said. “It’s not my work either! Should we let the dirty dishes remain as they are?” That was when I got my first lesson of collective [tag]responsibility[/tag]. My parents brought me up in a way that made …
→ Read this postThere is excessive [tag]economic disparity[/tag] in Mumbai. It is a known phenomenon but never did the reality hit me so hard than the other day. I was traveling in the second class compartment in a crowded [tag]local train[/tag]. Every now and then, a [tag]salesman[/tag] would board the compartment and advertise his wares. These salesmen have innovative strategies to attract the …
→ Read this postIt has started raining in Mumbai. The Meteorological department says these are pre-Monsoon showers. Ah…! The free creatures (such as me) living on mother earth are least concerned about the technical crap. I get delighted seeing the rain: it gives me very elementary joyous feeling and I feel my soul celebrating. Joining the party from nowhere are other insects – …
→ Read this postI don’t understand the reason why I’m suddenly fascinated with everything Russian. Series of events, one after the other in a short span lead to this situation. I think KGB is up to something. It all started when I first read the works of Ayn Rand, a Russian girl who escaped from the strong fisted arrival of the communists and …
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