“You have been a prolific writer though I reserve my comment about the quality” Lulu, my parrot, said as he read my blog. Parrots, or…
Sun was about to dive below the horizon, my stereo was playing Rag Marwa. It brings somber feelings and mood. The street lights were just…
Do life experiences affect our decision making? I thought as I looked at the waters below. The bridge on the creek on which I was…
“And the second question was ‘How do you judge your own performance?’” I told Lulu, my parrot. I was referring to the interview of Suhas…
“Khayalo mein? Lost in your thoughts? What’s on your mind?” Lulu asked as he flew in and landed on my table. I was sitting alone…
“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…
“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 have stopped reading on HR issues” I told Lulu, my parrot, as I flung the newspaper on the table. “It no longer holds my…
“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…