Maha Ganapathy and Mahatma Gandhi have something in common. Figures of both are drawn in million different ways and each one of them is easily recognizable. More about this in a minute. My Cousin Manogar or Mano Anna to us, narrated this story sometime in the early seventies. As every elder brother, he was a... Continue Reading →
To Vaibhav and Saurabh, who taught me the significance of the festival and to all other friends who are celebrating the festival today. As soon as I fired my laptop yesterday, my Calendar app popped to say, Holi Holiday tomorrow. It was the first time in many years (since 1984 to be exact) no one... Continue Reading →
சித்திரப் பூ போலே சிதறும் மத்தாப்பு தீயேதும் இல்லாமல் வெடித்திடும் கேப்பு The biggest contribution of WhatsApp, perhaps, is posting all nostalgic stuff at an alarming pace. This feverish posting reaches a crescendo during Diwali where everyone posts how good Deepavali was during their childhood days. Whatever you thought of writing, is already posted and forwarded a million... Continue Reading →
Biking. Adventure. Nostalgia. 