“Dr Bavaskar mentions in his biography that, as a young boy, he used to work as a helper in a shop owned by one Madansheth…
“Finally! Finally!! The four rapists have been hanged.” Lulu, my parrot listened to me but did not respond. He moved a tad closer to me….
“Never expected to see you in London” I told Lulu, my parrot. There is a large parrot community in London. No Sir, I am not…
“It’s Gurupurnima today” I told Lulu, my parrot, as he came in and settled on my table. “Gurupurnima, the day dedicated to teachers,” Lulu said,…
“Three hundred likes” I pointed out a photograph I had posted on Facebook to Lulu, my parrot. “I can’t believe it.” Lulu moved from the…
I opened the car door; I had reached home. “So late? Where had you been?” Lulu, my parrot, was perched on the mango tree near…
“It is complex” I said. Sometimes you are thinking deeply and then instinctively speak out your thought. “What is complex” Lulu, my parrot asked. “Don’t…
I was sitting in my garden watching autos and cars moving recklessly. The sun was going down toward horizon. Darkness was creeping in the sky….
“Tears? What happened?” Lulu, my parrot was surprised and hopped closer to me. I do not know if parrots ever shed tears, but they surely…