By Purva Grover
I was in the middle of a crazy work day when I received a call from a friend. “I just realised that in last few months, I’ve lost three of my ex-schoolmates to cancer”. I took a break, found myself a quiet corner and we began to talk. She was in pain at the loss of young lives. I sensed that there was something else she wanted to share. I waited. Soon enough, she spoke about how a few of her acquaintances had attended the funeral of one of the ex-schoolmates and shared pictures and videos from the funeral on the school WhatsApp group. Merely talking about it left us both disturbed. Suddenly, shock overtook pain. “I am ashamed,” she said, as we disconnected.
Continue reading The tricky thing about paying condolences on social media
By Bikram Vohra
In recent days, I have heard the following three statements as part of normal chitchat.
‘Oh, they are a lovely couple, really nice, they have just moved to a lovely house in Emirates Hills.’
‘He is a delightful guy, once you get to know him… opening another branch in Kenya, his business is booming.’
‘She has no airs about her even though they ooze money, she is so sweet and unassuming.’
‘Must go and say ‘hello’ to Mr Moneybags, he’s made the Forbes list again of the top ten richest.’
What is the connection between lovely, delightful people, and the lack of arrogance on the one side, and the wealth on the other?
Continue reading Who has the nerve to take on the mega rich… do you?
By Bikram Vohra
Every now and again, one comes across some misguided child (at my age they all are, children, not misguided, though that too) who has discovered slivers of romance in the art of expression and wants to be a writer. You want to tell them that for sheer delusion it is a tough one to beat and they will never be satisfied, always be afraid of criticism and make a church-mouse look like it was a squeaky millionaire.
Continue reading You want to be a writer? Okay, first get some things straight
By Sushmita Bose
I remember watching The Cat People on VCR many, many moons ago. Had nothing to do with kitties. The film starred Malcolm McDowell and Nastassja Kinski as a brother-and-sister set who turned into predatory black leopards when lulled into a certain state (about which I cannot write on these pages). Yes, I know leopards are known as big cats, but they are not cat cats — those self-contained creatures with nine lives who can be found skulking around dimly-lit parking areas. Continue reading Hold all calls while I speak with my cat
By Bikram Vohra
Have you ever noticed that there are two major natural chasms in the world? One is like the Colorado canyon and those crevasses into which mountaineers occasionally fall and disappear. Then there is the other one, namely, a massive credibility gap between what we think of ourselves and what people think of us. Continue reading There is no grace in boorishness
By Eva Prabhakar
The last time I kissed my father’s forehead, the cold touch echoed the numbness within me. Even as I felt rooted to the spot, my mind rushed from one thought to the next. It’s strange, I thought, how the mind works at all when faced with death, and especially, what the mind chooses to focus on. Continue reading Think about it, what is really the measure of a human life?
By Michelle Young
My grandmother often told us stories when we were little that Santa only gifts children who have been ‘good’. In the adult world, it’s difficult to keep it that narrow. Why be so restrictive? And you can’t really tell how good someone else, who you might want to gift, has been. Continue reading Give a gift to someone you care about