Swami told me and Jigneshbhai last week over coffee that he had told his trainer Sam that he was going to run a 10k. “What did he say?” Jigneshbhai enquired. Not that he was overly enthusiastic about running a 10k, but he was keen to know what happened. So was I, but I saw that … Read more
Since yesterday, I have been thinking that I will use the second Tuesday of this month to write a post saying that I am really grateful to everyone for reading the posts, for the emails you send to me, for the comments that you post on the website, for sharing the posts with others elsewhere. … Read more
At 4 PM, my phone rang. It was my friend Swaminathan on the other side. I hadn’t spoken with him for a while. I was in a meeting and neglected it. At 6 PM, it was Swami again. This time I answered it. And this time, also with him on the speakerphone was his close … Read more
“It is quite extraordinary,” Swami said as Puttuswamy drove past Town Hall, “that whenever I do some research on a medical problem before going to a doctor, the symptoms I read about suggest that I have got all the diseases listed in their most malicious form.” Jigneshbhai realised that Swami and his Google doctor had … Read more
“Why doesn’t he just shut up and let the game go on, instead of boring us?” Swami complained. He was watching the IPL final on that Sunday afternoon on his iPad while sipping his coffee. “So many players become commentators after retirement,” Jigneshbhai remarked, while sipping into his coffee. He peeped into Swami’s iPad to … Read more
More things are returning to normal than earlier, more people are making plans for the future than earlier and more eyes are brighter than earlier, all of which are good things. In that spirit of cautious optimism of the past month, I made some plans of writing more short fiction in 2021 than earlier :). … Read more
“Today is Friday, so let me wear casuals to work,” Swami thought while having his breakfast. The sun was bright in the sky and Ghatembur had risen to a pleasant Friday. Like most mornings, it was a hurried one for Swami, though being a Friday, it was slower than normal. “There’s nothing new in the … Read more
I have never woken up a single day of my life thinking that today I am going to protest. Actually, there haven’t been many things in life that I have felt like protesting about. The same holds true for Jigneshbhai. He likes a quiet life and doesn’t have much to complain about. So, that makes … Read more
“Swaminathan, Swaminathan,” the shrill voice said. Everyone, even those not named Swaminathan, looked in the direction of the voice. It appeared to have come from somewhere outside the café. “Jigneshbhai, Jigneshbhai,” the howler shrieked at the top of his voice. When we turned to our right, we saw a man waving his hands about twenty-five … Read more