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Bus drivers of a green princess

Then the king became sad about the princess” my mom said, while she fed me a ball of rice and greens. “aand whaaat happen” I enquired chewing my food. I don’t remember whether I was 4 or 5. We were sitting below the sapote tree on a concrete bench. Mid-morning sunlight peered through the tree leaves all around us. Wind spoke in hushed tone with leaves.  I was wearing a white and green stripped half sleeve shirt and short pants. I smelled like a cocktail made from Johnson & Johnson powder and coconut oiled hair.
Since princessss had a poor eye sight, the king consulted the wise lady who lived in the jungle, faaar away from the kingdom”, she made another ball of rice and stuffed it in my mouth.  I followed her eyes and hands as she narrated. “The wise lady asked the princess to stay with her for few days”. “hmmm” I nodded, swinging my legs back and forth. “When the princess returned after few days, her eye sight was so sharp that she could shoot a bird several miles away” my mom …

Custom Suits, Stampede and fancy accidents

Dear you,
They say the world is made for two, and I finally understand why. All the reservations for dining, travel or even shopping for flip-flops have 'deals for two'. Last week while I was out with my friend in the city, my slippers broke and had to buy a new one right away. Sales board on a shop read ,one flip-flop costs 18$ but two would cost only 12$ each. Perhaps the best economists, financial experts, or flip flop makers can explain this bargain to me. After all, these are the same people who made us believe that all nations are in debt. And all we have to do to solve the problem, is shop!
So there I was, in the middle of popular shopping mall, limping in my torn slipper not wanting to buy two flip flops of the same kind. With unshaven face, messed up hair and rugged shorts I could very well pass for a construction worker. I think brown skins can't afford to dress down. If you happen to see a white man in similar situation, you would probably make way for him. You…

Jaded shades of a White Crayon

" I have what I need" declared Sam, pushing away the rest of the crayons to Angel. Angel who was busy scribbling, looked up and pouted her lips. She turned towards me and complained, " Unclee Sam is giving away all the bad ones to me".I examined the "bad" crayons and saw some good white ones left. " Why don't you use this?" I enquired both. Angel was in no mood to listen " no,I need the green one", the wrestling round has already begun.

Its one of our art sessions, and my super cute flat mates clearly have a situation.  "All right, colouring time is over" I declared. Before the disappointment growls got louder, I offered to play the banana movie. The movie routine is kept for rare occasions so we preserve the specialness. In the next few seconds, we dimmed the lights and cuddled up in the bed. Sam stuck to my shoulder making us look like an inverted V shape, with laptop in the middle. Angel climbed onto my chest and lay …

Psy to the girl in my shoes

Dear you,

Few months back all I owned could fit in a card board box. But thanks to IT that created ITSELF and everything else, LIFE is pouring down on me like rain over dessert. Last month I found myself in a pop concert with my lovely friends. The concert had various singers from Carley , Celo to the Ganganam style guy PSY. Lets just say if life was to be a roller coaster we were all in the weeee! moment shouting with joy.

Out of all PSY entertained us the most. Owing to his overnight stardom, he has been travelling all around and not been to his own home since last year! he said that made him feel lonely at times. He sang, danced and spoke right from his heart. Hazed out by drinks, smoke and dancing sweat, we hung out by the bay overlooking the skyscrapers after the concert. It was as if we were living life by the lyrics of top 40 pop songs.

Some of the stars of that night ;)
I offered my canvas shoes to a lovely young girl in our group as she couldn't bear the heels for the wh…

An Ice cream from the spring summer sky

In a city where four seasons can be summed up into a year long summer,its not surprising to see people buying soft drinks to quench the eternal thirst. But the sheer amount of bottles and cans staring at you from the shop shelves can give you a panic attack. But my mom had different reasons for the long gaze she shot at the colourful drinks the other day. Before delivering the verdict, She carefully examined the difference in prices, offers, and calculated the Indian rupees equivalent for its value . At the end all she picked up was just plain water!

Apart from increasing waistline and restricted single habits, living with mom has its own perks. For instance, she hand feeds me breakfast at times. This is her way of making me eat more idllies and dosas, that are godsend to make me healthier. ' You are always busy with computer and dont eat properly' she says, while all I do in the morning is facebook updates. She peeks right into the monitor and goes, 'why is this girl pos…

Pursuit of shoes and other habits

Dear you

Remember the time you had to throw away your favourite jeans from the closet. Its old and doesn't fit you any more, but you try it one last time before making the hard decision. " Perhaps if I could alter this, or loose some weight", you tell yourself. You may even tuck it back into the closet hoping that someday you might be able to wear it again. But you know very well that, its not going to happen.

In my recent trip to India I met someone after a long time. Someone who I deeply loved once. It was as awkward as it could be. Silence spoke, wristwatches turned and smiles lied. What happened to all those talking we did for hours ? perhaps we spoke it all and nothing was left to use.It was exactly like trying on my favourite jeans, I couldn't alter myself or it to fit me any more. I tucked away my emotions at the back of my closet and smiled.We made a promise to meet sometime, the promise that was not meant to be kept.

While the love took the back seat in my …