“What a mess! Old records?” Lulu, my parrot shouted. “What’s going on here?” “I am clearing old records. I knew there were many old documents…
“Oh, beautiful!” Lulu, my parrot exclaimed. He was reading a book lying on my table while taking light bites of a guava. “Four lines capture…
“Zakir Hussain,” I told Lulu, my parrot, “is not only a great Tabla-Nawaz but also a great philosopher. He talks of his music and his…
Unlike other years, this pictorial diary of 2020 will be divided in two parts. No marks for guessing. Before Lockdown and After Lockdown. Conducted a…
Dr Sheetal Amte’s suicide has shocked the people. No marks for guessing, obviously a series of conflicts led to it. A well-read, affable person, and…
“Purrrrr!” Jill, my Siamese cat glanced at Lulu, my parrot. “Mumbai Indians lost the match when they looked invincible. You can’t take the opposition for…
“I see you reading a book after a long time” Lulu, my parrot said after taking a close look at me, and the book in…
There are a few activities I have rediscovered. Reading books is one of them. Perhaps many people of my generation would have done it. There…
“Eleven years, right?” Lulu, my parrot, asked me. “Yes, eleven years since I retired from the ‘corporate career’. Oh, how time flies!” I picked up…
“I have been thinking about this for a long time. Some moments remain etched in one’s mind; and we wonder why!” I spoke to Lulu,…