The one with the binoculars

A short story based on my Dad's story, 'Durbin ( Marathi word for binoculars)'. As a tribute to the original story, I have borrowed the names of the lead characters from his story as the names of the parents in my story. Let me know if you like it. Meera had gone to San Francisco... Continue Reading →


Musical crash course!

I am so new and 'lost' when it comes to western music! Few months ago, I couldn't tell 'one direction' from other! Then one fine morning ( or evening!) I found him. My guru to western music, James Corden and his carpool karaoke!


It was fall of 1992-93. I was 10 or 11 years old. My uncle had just returned from London and was visiting us in Nanded. He had brought two beautiful dolls with him. I have a cousin of the same age as mine, so I thought that they were gifts for both of us. He... Continue Reading →


Original story: My father is a renowned Marathi writer. For my all English followers (and my Marathi followers!) this story is my version of his Marathi story 'thasa'. I have tried hard to maintain a delicate balance between being true to the original story and yet giving it my own touch! I hope you all like... Continue Reading →

2014 in review!

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog. Here's an excerpt: A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 7,700 times in 2014. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 6 trips to carry that many people. Click here to... Continue Reading →


In response to today's Daily prompt Whenever pain lingers, Sorrows overcast, Tears fill in my eyes, And fears panic my lonely heart, I console my heart “Why do you cry?” That’s what life is! Some smiles, Some scares, Everybody has got their shares! (Then) What's the point in such distress? Look around, each day offers... Continue Reading →

…अंतर्यामी सूर गवसला!

तिसरी चौथीत असताना माझी एक मैत्रिण होती, श्रुती. आमच्या घराच्या जवळ रहायची. जवळ म्हणजे तिच्या आणि मा‍झ्या कॉलनीतून एक पाण्याचा कॅनॉल जायचा. कॅनॉल ओलांडला की पहिले घर तिचेच. ती आणि मी एकाच शाळेत जायचो. खेळायला कधी तिच्या घरी तर कधी मा‍झ्या घरी.  एकदा मी तिच्या घरी गेलेली असताना ती आणि तिची आई कुठे तरी जाण्याच्या... Continue Reading →


When I was in high school, my school was at walking distance from home... it was so close that I could go home for lunch during the lunch breaks! I hated that so much because I wanted to eat with my friends. It is fun to share lunch with friends...isn't it?  My mom would think... Continue Reading →

A 4 am movie

"Do you have a 4 am movie?" "A 4 am movie? Is that a thing? “ Do I hear someone whisper? If not lets coin a new one… 🙂  Yep just like a 4 am friend…a friend who you think of when you have an emergency …a friend who will never fail you, a person... Continue Reading →

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