Apt punishment?

While this subject can be very touchy for most people, my opinion is that there has to be a middle or common ground that we all can find. I do appreciate that youve added relevant and intelligent commentary here though. Thank you! A soft mattress is not a good idea, though you probably won’t come across many when shopping.

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Ansari and Chatterjee. Two sweepers like Zail Singh, whatever twist you may give it. You have excelled yourself again, Sujatha dear.

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Thank you, Parvana. Now you’ve made MY day brighter.

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Once in a while you write a little-something about yourself which ends up as a delightful read, reminds me of your ‘Expletive Deleted’ column when it was a regular feature on the editorial page of HT.

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Loved this read, Kushal..it is delightful…also will bring back many memories for most people, like it did for me. thank you!.

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Too many, Kushal, to put down here. Besides, across a view of so many years, some, i suspect, are more rose-coloured than what was reality! And there are so many desks…ours (my sisters) then mine, my childrens’,…but all the memories are of happy times, absorbed totally in the act of the moment, whether it was reading or writing, pasting pressed flowers and leaves, or painting, of an uncomplicated time…But mostly it’s a warm feeling of happiness. Later it was a refuge,(wrote poems, yes, really about green leaves and flowers and love!!) where mainly family left you alone to do whatever, unless you had cheated on your chores and someone else had to do them!My desk was like my own private room, with a do not disturb sign, unless invited by me to enter. i can’t imagine my world was so much my own when i was young…and oh, the ink of those days…how can i forget that! filling ink pens…doing all kinds of things with ink bottles, droppers, nibs….the most wonderful time spent with ink, smelling it, spilling it, ink in my nails, yes, in,!! wiping the mess, hoping no stains would stay…..Kushal, you really brought back lovely memories..

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I don’t know if you remember me, but I used to read your blog aaaages ago, when you were in Delhi ( I was there as well)! I’ve missed your writing! Just happened to remember you again and googled you and here you are!

Your writing always makes me feel like I’m reading a book in an old library surrounded by old books and sunlight filtering in through the windows. It’s a good feeling!

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