I grew up watching Tom & Jerry and their antics, the clever little mouse Jerry almost always scoring over Tom, the hapless cat. Their endless, meaningless squabbles made the Sunday mornings so much fun.
Category: Reminiscing
Colours and flavours of the black & white days
Black & White Westin or EC TV, chilled lemonade with ice cubes from 165 litre Kelvinator refrigerator & a loud telephone that brought the house running towards it the moment it rang.
Of Home and Many Homes: A Soliloquy
Life is all about making new homes. As we build our new home, we yearn for the homes we have left behind…
If I had a Time Machine
What if you could take a time machine to relive those precious lost moments…
Tug of War: Dream vs Reality
Caught between dreams & reality Little Rhea had many dreams To go off to a far of land, surrounded by mountains with singing rivers and streams To sit on the mountain top and ponder on the many marvels of the world To sit by river … Continue reading Tug of War: Dream vs Reality
Beat the heat with vintage drinks!
Temperatures are soaring, and the soft drinks and cold drinks makers are making mullah, wooing millennial with fancy ad campaigns. Be it Coke, Pepsi, Limca, Fanta, Thumbs Up, Tang or Paper Boat they come with the promise to quench your thirst, beat the heat, add … Continue reading Beat the heat with vintage drinks!
The tender bond of friendship
A story of friendship that began decades ago, in a small town and blossomed over the years. When my parents moved back to Agartala I was just 5. As my parents wanted to educate me in English medium I was admitted to Holy Cross, a … Continue reading The tender bond of friendship
Thank you, Ma!
Mother’s Day! No, it’s not just a marketing gimmick. It’s celebrated across cultures, across countries to honour Mothers, motherhood, maternal bonds since ages. Modern Mother’s Day, founded by Ann Reeves Jarvis in US in 1908, is celebrated in many countries including India, on the second … Continue reading Thank you, Ma!
Butterfly, butterfly…
The other day, on my morning walk, I met my long-lost friendA white butterfly with a black dot on each wing, flitting from flower to flowerI stopped, looked at her and smiled. “Where have you been for so long?” I wonderedThe butterfly paused too for … Continue reading Butterfly, butterfly…
Somethings Missing
The old Bakul tree next to our gate is missing The mildly fragrant Bakul flowers that would be strewn under the tree through the year are missing Missing are the garlands that I used to string out of those flowers as a little girl The … Continue reading Somethings Missing