

Sometimes a bit sticky but eventually rewarding, I have this habit of entering strange places through less-used accesses. Looking around for one in Nehru Place, away from the hawker-choked pathways,…

Like most things statutory the question too didn’t accomplish much.
Aap kya karte ho? What do you do? Asked the agent whom I found on a real estate portal.
Even if you…

The sea is shimmery, it must be Pondicherry
If languor is your hearth then Pondicherry is home. Clocks in this union territory are known to miss a few ticks now and…

A flurry of ringing at the door.
Nobody has been in such a hurry to feed me ever since I left home. It was Vishnu. A baldpate Vishnu. And I was…

We sat atop a red oxide stairway that led from the reading hall to the pool area with its mauve sun deck chairs. Rain fell at soft angles on the…

Traveling together is a benchmark of compatibility. I know at least five dating couples who decided to move in together as they found they were still pining for each other…

Hanging welter covered peeling plaster. The veneer on the butt of an air rifle reflected light, hockey trophies and team memorabilia; a discoloured snood probably worn by Charlie’s wife on…

Toll plazas judder me. I have never passed through any without my mind wrought, eyes blazing, head giddy and generally feeling violated. True, there have been happy occasions where I…

All of a sudden the father of the two guys we were dealing with stood up, left the hall and came back with a rifle in his hands.
Ulrike Reinhard,…