Tired, I walk down the stairs of the public bridge after reaching Santacruz station. I hunt for auto-rickshaws outside. “Bhaiyya Vakola.” “Nahi!” After several futile attempts, I give up. Finally, a girl walks straight to ...
“Dad, why did you give money to the Police officer?” I asked. “He is my childhood friend and he is poor.” “Riding on a wrong road earned you a friend!” I said, “I wonder how ...
Majority of the folks in my family belong to the teaching field. Its obvious that teaching comes natural to me. If you come and ask me for doubts then I would teach you the entire ...
Its early morning here and having typed few words earlier, I have decided to complete this post. Blogger Simran Kaur of ‘My Friendship’ blog buzzed me on Facebook Chat expressing her inability to decrypt the ...