For quite some time I have been feeling this pressing need to describe my innermost emotions about my first ever experience with a Tab. Though it’s been sometime now that we purchased the Tab, but somehow I never got close enough physically to it to recount my experiences effusively. A lot of it is however attributed to my 6 year old daughter who seems to have acquired an authority on it and believes that it has been bought for the sole purpose of loading her own apps. In fact she…
Year: 2013
The Hills are Alive
I believe even if one is not a medical student and has been a poor student of biology, the impact of DNA is not difficult to comprehend. I belong to the former group and yet I realized my daughter carried our genes alright when she started pestering us for a trip just before her vacations were about to end. We just needed the right motivation and our browsers and travel guides flipped open. We could just about afford a day trip and we decided on Nandi Hills. One of the…
Youth Comes Calling
What is it that makes you wish to tune in to Raag malhar on a Monday morning? It must be a special feeling that inspires such joy to liven up the usually evil Monday. Well, I believe in my case it must have been my Sunday evening movie. I went for Yeh Jawaani Hain Diwaani and came out with a chirpy, light and blissful feeling in my heart. In short, I felt happy. In the midst of all the struggles and strife that life forces us to deal with, Dharma…
Let’s Talk
Speech or the human ability to speak is the most favorite asset of our species. However, so far as communication is concerned speech will very soon probably take a back seat. Social media along with its tools will render speech a good to have asset and not the only prerequisite to have a conversation. I however believe in the old world charm of holding prolonged conversations over the telephone. The latter which was once considered man’s most ingenious inventions is now passé. We no longer get to hear the shrill…
IPL Cricket – The Passion Slayer
Cricket , traditionally considered to be a gentleman’s game has always brought out ungentlemanly emotions in most men and women. I have seen men swear and shout indecencies and women salivating at the sight of handsome players on the field. My earliest association with the game also invoked a very strong emotion – irritation. My brother an ardent cricket fan tried his best to draw me into the spirit of the sport with no effect; my father was stunned to know he had fathered a non-sports lover like me; my…
