Elections loomed. The party electoral campaigns were funded by contributions from wealthy industrialists. But this year the donations to the party fund had been insubstantial. Some regular contributors had yet to donate. The party treasurer was unhappy as he took the account statement to the Minister. The deficit needed to …

Rima would have been drenched, if not for his umbrella. “Ma’am, you’ll get soaked. Share my umbrella. It is big enough to accommodate two people,” he had offered, generously. Rima had gratefully accepted. Mumbai rains at their worst could be torrential. Today was one such evening. Rima’s forgetfulness had made …

Forged by the fires of his youth, his flame burned bright and strong like a beacon that shines at night; it shone guiding right from wrong. Its warmth enveloped his entity, gave him kindness beyond measure it made him a kindred spirit, his empathy was such a treasure. People came …

  They have helped me forge a path ahead when the route upfront was unclear They have aided me to ascend, to scale when the strife of life I could not bear. They held me together, aided and assisted; they embraced my flagging spirits. They prodded, pushed and shoved; made …

CAST OF CHARACTERS Mr Lion – The King who is the aggrieved party Mr Rabbit – The prosecutor & investigating officer Mr Fox – the accused. Mrs Lion – Mr Lion’s wife. ACT I   Jungle court, outside the King’s Den The scene opens outside the Lion’s den, in the …

Warming his hands by the pitiful flame he looked up and smiled. “Maa, how did you know that I was cold?” he asked his mother. “I’m your mother. I just know.” His mother smiled as she replied. “I know when you need comfort, when you feel under the weather.”   …

DISCLAIMER – The thoughts expressed in this article are purely my own and there is no attempt to defame anyone. Any reference to anyone is purely coincidental and completely unintentional. I was never raised in a housing society. Coming from a defence background, I was raised in camps around the …

There are times when I am out in the hot sun, sweating And a stray tuft of cottony cloud will momentarily Take pity on me and blow gently to cover the sun briefly. At such times I think, “Maybe it’s a sign that God cares.”   There are times when …

As I leave your bosom and embark on this journey I know not if I shall return to your fold. I know only that I leave one mother to go serve another, That I leave to protect both you and her.   You birthed me mother; you gave me my …

It took someone like you to bring out the someone in me. It took someone like you to help me open my eyes to see, That the only experience in life more beautiful even than life Was the joy of motherhood and not the joy of being a wife.   …