I’ve had a cough for more than a month now. A nasty hacking cough that, when I go into a paroxysm, sounds as though I’m going to die on the spot. Read more
After WEEKS of waiting for a monsoon that appeared to be hanging out in other places instead of Bombay where it was meant (according to various reports, the monsoon was in a: Kerala, b: Amsterdam, c: Edinburgh, d: North East India), it finally arrived at 4.31 am this morning. Read more
Last week, reading Wodehouse At Work to the End, by Richard Usborne, I spent a long time looking at the cover. Read more
Last night, I used my quilt again.*
That’s because it rained for the last two days, and the temperature has come down considerably. Read more
On my first visit to Cal after I moved to Bombay, my parents were determined to feed me up (I was painfully thin, some 10 kilos underweight) and feed me well. Read more
There was a report on Tuesday in The Times of India – yes, the rival paper – about how the recent very high tides in Bombay flung ashore 640 tons of garbage.
Deep in the story, there was a quote from someone about how as a people, we are not sensitized to the problem of garbage disposal. Read more
All right, where is it?
Whoever’s got it, kindly hand it over right away, because I am SERIOUSLY running out of patience.
After all, I’ve been prepared for it since last week – the change of clothes is in place in my office locker, the holes in my house have been M-sealed, the mandatory ‘be prepared’ story has been done in the Mumbai edition of Brunch, Read more