Category Archives: We Indians!
My friend Kavitha had two sons, Raju and Premu.(All names changed.) Raju was getting into so many “situations” as a boy, that Kavitha wonders how he grew up to manhood, without getting maimed or killed, by all his atrocious activities. … Continue reading
This is a story, one of my cousins told me. It is not even a story. More like an anecdote or a reminiscence. She said: My grand daughter came running to me one day. “Grandma, draw a dog,” she said. I … Continue reading
Can you steal from your teacher? How despicable is that. My cousin lived in an apartment complex. There were about 45 apartments there. In one of the apartments there was a lady who was good at crochet, knitting, embroidery and … Continue reading
This is a true story of Hajarma, which makes you wonder at the vagaries of life. Hajarma’s husband had abandoned her when she was very young. She was not a rich woman. In fact she had no wealth except a … Continue reading
When you ask people in their sixties or seventies for some unforgettable event that happened in their lives or in their families, they don’t think for a long time. They always have a plethora of stories to tell you. … Continue reading
My father called me in an agitated mood one evening. He had been reading the evening newspaper. A man had been found murdered in his house. The house was in Madavaram, in Chennai, which happens to be my area also. … Continue reading