Sitting and waiting at the Muthanallur bus stop for my friends to pick me up.(Why, is a long story.) A boy riding by, on a cycle on which he cannot reach the pedals. Old men slowly walking, puffing at beedies. A cavalcade of cars (including an Audi and a Thar) decorated with bows and flowers, rushing past, raising a cloud of dust, obviously on the ( Read more... )

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How to solve the problem at weekends when one spouse is a birder and the other is not ( Read more... )

Me: Why do you want the volume on during the ads when we are watching Mahabharat? They are the same ads again and again.

K1: You have been reading and watching Mahabharat for so many years now, why do you want the volume on then?

Unanswerable!

K2, as the semi-solid fudge he's pouring (from a container on to a pile of marshmallows) drips heavily on to the ground ( Read more... )

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This morning's walk back home ( Read more... )

My morning walk, in terms of olfactory inputs ( Read more... )

Passing through the dense forests of Madhya Pradesh ( Read more... )

In every chess game, it is the pawns who get sacrificed first, and then, maybe, some of the others up the heirarchy ( Read more... )