Underarm cricket, played with a rubber or tennis ball, was quite the rage in Bombay during my school and college days. It was the ideal format given Bombay’s small building compounds and narrow gullies, but there were regular tournaments too, played on bigger grounds. The matches were extremely competitive and high intensity 10-over games and…
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Eating with a spoon!
My wife and I are often mocked for preferring to eat food with cutlery most of the time, rather than our hands. Just as we get criticized for preferring bottled water. Or for not being able to sit cross-legged on the floor to eat. Somehow people think we are trying to show off our non-resident…
Happy Mother’s Day
Just a few days back, my brother was reminiscing about when he took Mom to Breach Candy Hospital for her first MRI for a condition that would painfully take her life very soon. An MRI machine was something totally new and seemed like a space-age, scary machine and my brother was worried about how Mom…
Closure
Dedicated to my beloved late mother-in-law and father-in-law My wife and her siblings were kids when their dad passed away immediately after his open-heart surgery at Mayo Hospital in Minnesota. He was 42. His surgeon was Dr Walton Lillehei, one of the topmost heart specialists in the world at the time. My beloved late mom-in-law,…
Instant Life!
I happened to be looking at my Savings and Credit Card account statements today and all I can see is Amazon, BigBasket, Amazon, BigBasket, Swiggy, Zomato, FlipKart….repeat ad infinitum! And I don’t think it’s just me. If I stand at my gate, I can see these guys dropping off package after package through the day…
Why not? So what?
On a Saturday evening stroll, my wife and I caught sight of a woman walking about 15-20 feet ahead of us. She had one of the most astonishing figures we had ever seen on a woman. She was very tall and beautifully built, and her superbly stitched evening gown shimmered like liquid silver on her…
Put the pedal to the metal, man!
We remember the Red Sea trip for many reasons – the extremely long drive in the summer heat, the superb road through the beautiful and ever-changing desert landscape. And then the lush greenery of the hill station of Abha, which came like ice cold relief after driving under the harsh glare of the sun for…
Doubting Thomas!
A doubting Thomas sent me a message questioning the unavailability of a camera on my Red Sea trip. He probably lives in Saudi Arabia now and it may seem inconceivable to him that we didn’t have a camera on us. I can understand where he is coming from though. This was almost 25 years back…
Beizzati on the beach!
Long back, our group of 3 couples and children undertook a long driving trip in peak summer from Riyadh to the Red Sea via other places. We landed up at the Al Birk beach, a stretch of sand with a few bare tents for rent and nothing and nobody else in sight. An Arab guy…
But for the intervention of an angel
My wife and I had gone through the arrival Immigration and Customs process and were on the way out of the airport. She was carrying her purse and cabin bag while I was trotting a few steps behind with our two large suitcases. They were the old two-wheeler kind which you have to lift and…