In the summer of 1985 Arun KL confided in me. He was in love with a girl who was in…
Early 2016. An open-mic comedy night is in progress at Take 5, Bangalore . Aamer Peeran–possibly one of the wackiest…
Jaico, my publisher, had originally planned to launch Ranga Half Pants, my debut novel, in January 2016. But after consultations…
So all the readers of my blog, all three of you, yes, here is why I was not updating my…
Sidin Vadukut has found his niche methinks. And boy, has he nailed it! Sidin’s The Sceptical Patriot is a racy,…
“I sleep in the railway station.” Ismail said. I tried not to display my shock but I kept staring at…
The monkey’s (Bonnet Macaque to the foaming-at-the-mouth naturalists) exterior calm belied his cruel intentions. I should have known better. Monkeys…
It hit me in Kalimpong. Not one commercial establishment had ‘West Bengal’ on their signage. It was always Gorkhaland. I…
Continued from part 1 26 Feb 2013, Lava The next day our plan to to go Chaudaferi didn’t materialise. A…
23 February 2013 “We are building a Church.” Joseph Lepcha said and shook my hand. “Sorry I hope you didn’t…