I must begin with a warning: This one is going to be a completely all-about-me post. The thing is I am writing about twenty years ago, a time when my current twin muses weren’t even a thought. In fact, they were in full danger of not happening at all. Twenty years ago was so long …
We sit together, bent over their books. The twins and I. ‘I hate it’, says N, throwing down her pen. She knows I dislike the work ‘hate’ and so she says it again, ‘I hate this teacher and I hate this subject.’ For once, I refuse to rise to the bait deciding instead, that we …
6.15, says the kitchen clock. The sun is just lighting up the skies. I slide some butter on the hot pan, the sizzle sounding loud in the early morning quiet. I put in slices of bread quietening the sizzle, then turn the flame down and head off to wake the children. I find H sleeping …
A few Sundays back H and I happened to sit down together to watch Scent of a Woman. The film is about the relationship between Charlie, a young student and an old cantankerous ex-armyman played by Al Pacino. I won’t go into the entire story but what caught our attention was Charlie’s dilemma. At school …
Sample this conversation here: H: May I sleep in your room today? Me: Why? H: Because I get the best sleep there. (The real reason is perhaps because his room is messy and he’s too lazy to clear it). Me: Nope, you’re thirteen and you need to learn to be independent. H: But mama India …
Book: दोपहरीAuthor: Pankaj Kapoor I don’t know why I took so long to pick up this book. It is written by an actor I love; an erudite, eloquent, thinking actor. It’s set in my hometown. It has a promising title and gorgeous cover page. I really can’t imagine why I didn’t pick it up earlier. […]
