My personal space to simmer and whistle away! Saturday, November 18, 2017. Would inarguably figure in the top 3 recommendations of every list. However beware these brunches are not like those in the rest of the world to which you usually roll out of bed! In GCC, these are more like events for which you dress up in your Friday best.

My Tumbling Thoughts to the World. I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think. Big B and Little Me! What began as a buoyant banter turns into a whisper of the spoken musings of a heavy heart and I give a long tight hug to cheer him up. He makes me sit down and rests his head on my shoulder with eyes shut even as he mutters - however peaceful this feels, I fear what comes next.

The Unwise prevails over the Wise. The Unwise prevails over the Wise. Saturday, March 17, 2012. Mard ko dard nahin hota! I am here to describe how being a male is a relentless tougher job than being a female. There, I said it. Someone has to whirl the perils of being a male in the women bent society, I am here do so.

Witty, thought provoking and some times just words of a forty-something writer who has been extremely lucky to fall into a job which allows true freedom of expression. Our tongues may be silenced in life due to position, rank or title, yet the published word has no borders, boundaries or mufflers. Read the words if you like or merely turn the page a little quicker than usual. Monday, October 21, 2013. JOHNNY ROCKETS - Burgers done right! The menu at Johnny Rockets is lengthy an.

Life as it happens to me. For the sake of posterity. The way my life has turned out to be. Fifteen years ago if someone would have told me this is what I would be doing today, I would have gaped hard, not believing a single word. But then this is how I am today. This morning when I looked at the mirror, I saw myself as I see myself every day. But then I looked hard and I saw someone else too. Is it possible to look at yourself so objectively? When did I change? I hav.

The dirt and crowd of West Bengal suddenly giving way to the quiet and calm of Bhutan. We simply needed a stamping at the border town of Phunsholing, which was facilitated by an agent. We stayed for a night in the border town, which is a buzzing commercial center and were surprised to see all kinds of wares for sale and some enterprising Indians having thriving businesses. For my reading, I chose.