‘‘It says willing or not. What do I opt for?” asked my mother, then a mere 18- year-old girl. The question was aimed at her brother who had accompanied her to the Employment Exchange. “Not.. means no. Negative. So say yes. Choose Willing,” was his advice to her and perhaps the most valuable one that […]
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Author: Rashmi Ramachandra
A Suitable Girl
“The girl looks alright, is a classical dancer preparing for her first stage performance, works as a teacher, earns a decent salary. When she met us she said she would continue performing on stage if the extended family permits else would give up dancing. She also said that after marriage she would continue to […]
Vikas Khanna: Shaken & Stirred
Award-winning, Michelin starred chef, restaurateur, and cookbook writer Vikas Khanna is back with a new book, Shaken & Stirred. This one celebrates the magic of mocktails and Khanna was in town to share a few mixology tricks and to interact with fans and the media. We pinned him down for a chat about his life and […]
The Sabbatical
“Quit your job, sit at home and hunt for another one. Every part of your soul which seemed lost will come back to you. No need to hunt for it,” was my brother’s response when I brought up ‘Soul Searching’. ** He’s right, right to an extent that it can be used as a ‘quotable […]
She..
I saw her looking at me. ** She was right in front of me, looking at me despite the numerous objects that could distract her attention. I secretly wished that she looked away. I loathed being scrutinized by her gaze. ** Her gaze. Piercing right through my body and deep into my soul. Scrutinizing every […]
Your Name..
It was just another day at work..and as usual I was multitasking – switching my view from the software that I work on to the many pages on chrome ranging from Gmail to Facebook – whilst keeping my mind off a chatathon which had commenced in the neighbouring cubicle. ** That’s when I saw your […]
Dear God…
Dear God, Thank you! Thanks for this wonderful human life that you have bestowed upon me. I cannot imagine being a plant, an animal, a bird or something as gross as a centipede (due respect to your creative skills). ** Thank you for having made me a woman. It is far better than being […]
A Story Called Life
‘So how is life?’ she asked. ‘Not as good as it used to be,’ I said. We smiled. She knew what I meant. *** I could see my responsibilities – some willingly assumed and some being thrust upon me – manifesting on her face and she could read on mine that I’ve been betrayed, taken […]
18 Till I Die..
Was it yesterday that I beamed at the fact that I had turned 18? I remember standing in one of the corridors of Seshadripuram College huddled with my friends, celebrating a milestone that added an extra zing to the already raging estrogen. I was 18. Yes. 18. Always wanted to be since I was a […]
Page 3 Aviation!
“So, how are you going to travel to Mumbai? Train?” asked my grandmother when I called to tell her that I am travelling to the city of dreams for the first time on work. I said, “Ajji, they’re sending me by flight. Indian Airlines from Bangalore to Mumbai and Kingfisher on my way back home.” What […]
Why??
Why? Why does the power go off while you are watching your favourite movie but not in the middle of cricket matches or grandma’s devotional programs? Why do the phone and the door bell ring simultaneously when you’ve applied your face pack? Why do you have visitors ringing your doorbell when you’ve called it a day […]
Lessons From The Devil
I was randomly cruising through the web portal of Vogue India when I stumbled into a post written by a blogger (a renowned fashionista) who had inferred that when she mixed and matched the various pieces of couture, haute or not, with a pair of sandals bought from local brands, they could put Jimmy […]