ee hudugi tumba preachy(this gal is too preachy)!

Every Thursday, there is a ballroom class in YMCA. Lilting tunes of Ira Gershwin echo in the corridors while couples circle around the hall in each other’s arms. Every month a new dance is taught-Waltz, Foxtrot, Bolero, cha-cha-cha…
I don’t take those classes as its couple classes (Saif can’t make it on time) and [...]

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Hairy Tales

Vasuki has written about his barber shop experiences. Reading it brought back memories of my visits to the beauty parlor. As I started to jot it down, I realized that I had a lot to narrate.
So I have divided it into three parts.
Hairy tale 1- the “Chinese cut” days
As a kid I remember visiting [...]

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The man in the bus

Nageshappa was a good man. Most people who knew him vouched for the fact that he was a decent man. No one ever seemed to have any complaints against him. His wife was content. He was not the best provider…but he was mild mannered and nice with kids. Even his in-laws couldn’t find much fault [...]

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kya style hai!

Teenage-That time of your life when you can look like a clown and still feel like an emperor!

Red pants, multi colored waist coat with floral prints, big red beaded necklace…oily face…oily hair-and aaaah the pose!!! What was I thinking???
I can give any 80’s South Indian heroine a run for her money!
I had burnt all my [...]

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