One day I will…


It was a summer night. There were no good food in our hostel kitchen and I had got the Monthly Money order that my father used to send for my expenses. We friends decided, better to go out and have dinner in the nearby dhaba. I was sure, I will have to pay for allContinueContinue reading “One day I will…”

Corruption Series: Understanding Corruption


My father believes that corruption is an integral part of this society and.it is not possible to eradicate We all have learnt bribing much before we learnt the meaning of money. Bribing something in order to get something accomplished is taught to every kid by his parents. My father also shared me that when he gotContinueContinue reading “Corruption Series: Understanding Corruption”

The “I” in India


“ I am paying so much of tax every  year but this government is not doing anything. See how much is the corruption these days. There are no proper garbage collection system.” My friend complained. “All these money is going in these corrupt ministers pocket or corrupt beurocrats pocket.” he continued and he also provedContinueContinue reading “The “I” in India”

Corruption Series: Confession


A loaded truck, one tired one year old kid, exhausted wife and me, waiting outside a Octroi check post. I can see the driver of my truck pleading to the officer. I do not know anything about what discussion is going on. The only thought I had is, how soon I can get inside myContinueContinue reading “Corruption Series: Confession”

Investigation: Blogger’s Death


I found a blogger dead lying on the road yesterday. Several people were crossing by him but nobody is even looking at him. Nobody was bothered to know who died and who killed him. There were some scattered blogs all around him and flies were trying to get their bit of him before he is disposedContinueContinue reading “Investigation: Blogger’s Death”

Why I love Vadodara? Last part


“What a match? Yesterday was fun”. Okay, It is safe and better for humanity if I stop talking about cricket. Let me continue writing what I left incomplete yesterday. Although I have only 20 minutes to write this blog but I will try to complete it today. My city is the one which gives meContinueContinue reading “Why I love Vadodara? Last part”

Why I love Vadodara? Part I


“Maja Ma?“ He asked when he met me in the lift.  This means ‘Happy?’. I smiled at him to convey the answer in affirmative. This is the way how people greet here in Vadodara (or Gujarat). I never realized anything special about this, till my father pointed this out. Anywhere in this world you go,ContinueContinue reading “Why I love Vadodara? Part I”

Son, You may break rules


I picked Navneel (My 2 and 1/2 year old son) from school and was on my way to home. I was busy talking to him and was not giving much attention to the road as there were hardly any traffic on road at that time. Suddenly I saw a bike coming from opposite direction andContinueContinue reading “Son, You may break rules”