December 02, 2007 | 05:22 PM
The builder
Came out from "Jazz by the Bay', a club in Mumbai, into Marine Drive. Called the 'Queens Necklace', this area is among the most desirable and expensive real estate in Mumbai. Was approached by a really old bent and gnarled woman begging for some money. I asked her where she came from. 'Sholapur' she said, but had been in Mumbai for longer than she can remember. She left her village in search of food and a better life. A better life ?.....
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Comments (40)October 13, 2006 | 12:16 AM
The Mother
Oscars. Red carpet. Elizabeth. Vanity Fair Party, squeezing through. Frenzied media. Who's this guy in the Maharaja dress ? Better take his picture just in case someone pays for it. Elton John's party. Excuse me, did I step on your Prada shoes ? Oops, sorry, did I spill my drink on your dress as I was trying to sqeeze past ? Where's the bathroom please. Who am I ? What's this attention all about ? How did I get lucky ? Did I get lucky ?
Comments (20)September 23, 2006 | 05:23 PM
The Temple
I often sit in the temple across the street from my house in Mumbai. Not to pray, but just to bathe myself in the vibrations of all those that do, all those lucky ones that so easily believe in the divine power of faith ...
Comments (17)April 11, 2006 | 01:39 PM
The Fruit Seller
In the bustling metropolises of today, the greatest sound you hear are the blaring horns and the noise of the traffic. But I remember when Delhi was a city full of the welcoming cries of the Street Sellers, the ''Wallah's.
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Comments (15)March 01, 2006 | 05:14 AM
The Story Teller
In my previous life I was a story teller.
Dragging myself from village to village,
where people would throw me some coins
to weave fantasy around their mundane lives
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Comments (4)November 02, 2005 | 11:34 AM
Does Morality and Spirituality come as a package ?
In an amoral universe (is it ?) where does morality stand, and whose morality is it anyway ? Allow me to share a story..
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Comments (9)October 18, 2005 | 12:27 AM
Freedom
The river flowed wide and deep. As the Guru and his young disciple wondered at the best way to cross it, they were approached by a young girl who asked for help.
Comments (10)July 25, 2005 | 05:52 AM
Live 8
The dust settled from the whirling of the helicopter blades. A hundred dark gaunt faces, ghost like, cautiously approached the fat machine. Women barely able to carry babies, their stomachs bloated
and flies triumphantly gorging whatever little they could find around their oozing eyes and dry lips. No energy even to brush them away.
The Trip
The bus drove down the dusty road, The air conditioning was not what
the kids were used to in their own countries. All carrying their
ionized water packets and personal temperature controllers. The
Chinese students immediately put on their pollution masks that were
standard for any travel outside China.
"But then", Geeta mused, " we were told to expect a bit of adventure."
Comments (5)List of all entries posted in this category
- Dec 2, 2007 - The builder
- Oct 13, 2006 - The Mother
- Sep 23, 2006 - The Temple
- Apr 11, 2006 - The Fruit Seller
- Mar 1, 2006 - The Story Teller
- Nov 2, 2005 - Does Morality and Spirituality come as a package ?
- Oct 18, 2005 - Freedom
- Jul 25, 2005 - Live 8
- Jul 25, 2005 - The Trip
