The boy who slit Pradyuman’s throat also died that day, officially and finally. An ‘autopsy’ of the 16-year-old is underway and the report is slowly being released by the media. So far they have found traces of porn in his nerves, colors of violence in his blood, blockage of wealth in his throat, his appendicitis … More Along with Pradyamun, another child was killed!
Once upon a time, there was a father of a teenager daughter. He missed the times when his daughter would playfully perch on the couch and hang her legs around him. Every topic he broached- may it be her uptight teachers, her weird friends, Taylor Swift’s makeover- it seemed to evoke nothing but irritation in … More Children do come with manuals, try reading!
Obeying elders is a value I had been taught as a child. I followed it for good twelve years till I began to find it illogical. Most of the ideologies my elders believed made no sense to me. Their behavior in many ways I disliked (even abhorred at times). Most of all I didn’t see … More Why I can’t teach my kids to obey elders
It’s ok. It will be alright’ I said holding my son’s tear stricken face tightly to my bosom. I realized I was saying this more to myself than him. In saying so to him, I was reminding myself that things do fall in place. At times, I would just finish giving the lecture on being courageous … More Raising children is an opportunity to rise in life!
The workshop was an experience in itself.Out of all that I have learnt the thing that will stay with me is that it is possible to say a lot in few words. Mansi, class VIIIth, Heritage School Instead of describing something, make a picture with your words.Images stay forever with a reader! Dhruv, class VIIIth,Shikshantar … More
…there are cream cookies in the cabinet. There are murmurs about the next move, they hear me switch off the lights, I hear them tip toe to the kitchen, I smile as I drift into deep sleep. Ah the pleasure of stealing behind a mother’s back! …in the other room they prepare short ‘skits’! … More They Don’t Know That I Know…
For the longest time I have considered myself unprivileged in terms of education I received. Both my parents barely passed school, college was just a dream they refuse to talk about either out of shame or due to fading memory. Even though they had left no stone unturned to admit me in the best school … More Why it was good to be raised by a pair of ‘uneducated’ parents
आसरा मुसलमान को दिया था तूने भी और मैंने भी सिख काटे थे तूने भी और मैंने भी कौन वहशी है और कौन मसीहा, ये तो पता नहीं लाशें बिछी थी लकीर के इस पार भी और उस पार भी खोया था अपना तूने भी और मैंने भी घर लुटा था तेरा भी और मेरा … More 15th August,’16
(Mom reading an article from newspaper ‘You are what you eat’ over breakfast) Abhi: ‘You are what you eat’ what does this mean, mama? Mom: What do you think it means? Abhi: It means I am pancake and you are poha!
(Published in Readomania) “Jaldi le bhai. Pick it fast. I don’t have time,” the boy was getting impatient. He picked up the small glass of tea and almost thrust it in the hands of Dhampat. The warm glass touched his knuckles and he stirred a bit. “Nahin chahiye.I don’t want it,” Dhampat gulped down the … More A New Land