I am back from Tirupati and like always I had a great trip. It’s a tradition in my family to visit Tirupati atleast once a year, which was started by my Grand Pa around 40 years ago and till date we follow it religiously. I remember how much I looked forward to Tirupati trip every summer when I was a kid. I dint know its importance but I always had
Few days ago my Dad came home all huffing and puffing combined with worry. I asked him the reason. That’s when my Dad told me about; well let’s call him Mr. Poke a Nose as he loves poking his nose where it doesn’t belong. Apparently Mr. Poke Nose lives in my colony and had given me many toffees when I was young. I tried pretty hard to jerk my memory
I pace around my room frustrated. Sleep has deluded me again. This has become so common now that I have started to think I have some sort of sleeping disorder. I have tried everything to get back to sleep… I have even popped a pain killer to fall asleep. But nothing worked and here I am pacing around in the middle of the night. The room feels so stuffed and
I love my city and normally I would be singing praises of my city and tell you how AWESOME it is. I would be telling you that, I think Hyderabad is one of the best cities in India. I would be saying that, we have a perfect balance between tradition and modernity. I would be talking about all great historic marvels like Charminar, Golconda Fort, Mecca Musjid, Falaknuma Palace and
IPL has kick started yesterday and so has my craze. Wait, I stand corrected. My craze hasn’t kick started but increased. I am always crazy about cricket. It’s one of those things that makes me forget everything else and just keeps me glued; I guess that’s a total Indian thing. Cricket is more than a religion in our country. Out of like billions of people I guess there would be
I just love the award nights. I love how the celebrities are all dressed up putting their best smile forward, walking on the red carpet, posing for the cameras, showing off few of the best (sometimes worst) designed dresses. And yesterday was the ‘Mother of all awards – The Academy Awards’, so how could I miss it? So, like every year this year too I woke up early to catch
I saw it first in Andhari’s blog and I loved it. I wanted to do it at that very minute but dint. Since then so many have done it and my urge has only increased. So here I am finally doing it. If I were a month, I’d be February. If I were a day of the week, I’d be Lazy Sunday. If I were a time of day, I’d
