THIS IS SATNA!!

In a few days, we not only celebrate Shri Vajpayee’s birthday, but also that festival of festivals, Good Governance Day on the 25th of December.

Bottled Down

Every new peg is like an element of the Fibonacci series. Each drink as potent as the sum of its predecessors.

Guilty pleasures

They extol her idlis, her footwear, the random sparrow at her window all year long if only to catch that rare glimpse of her face.

Sastry Garu

He could hear all kinds of sounds emanate from the confines of his stomach. Like furniture being moved, like thunder rumbling at a distance.

“Up Up Hands Up! Papa Hands Up”!

They egged him on, laughing their heart out, some dabbing at their eyes to contain the tears, others holding their sides to control their heaving amusement.

Fall from Grace

As I stood rooted to the spot, pairs in cinematic love flung themselves at me, twirled around me coyly and played hide and seek using me, usually to the beat of some music.

Shades of Green

He was finding it hard to chew the blandness down his throat. His taste buds were crying foul, they attempted to throw some of the vegetation back, but he kept gulping water to wash them down.

Minor character

I whisper among the plastic chairs that house the AD’s and the scriptwriters. My cries of loneliness echo the walls of the caravans that house the actors.

A maiden voyage

One day, I saw a visual I could not comprehend at first. They were shooting out mouthfuls of spit, from over the deck, making a game out of it.

First Day First Show

A few minutes later, amidst howls, screeches and all manner of animal activity that a thousand Pawan Kalyan fans can conjure up, we sat down, waiting for the drama to unfold.