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“Rain rain go away, little Johnny wants to play!” Oh those British, who suffered the terribly gloomy overcast weather back home, naturally  they always looked forward to a clear  bright sunny day and thus we had to endure such  nursery rhymes. We Indians, who have been scorched in the summer heat desperately wait for the […]

In a landmark decision the State Cabinet of Madhya Pradesh has decided to get their ministers to file their own income tax return and hold your breath, pay from their own pockets and not from the state treasury. Now that does call for a celebration, after all, whoever heard of politicians giving away something voluntarily.

  “You just dropped the World Cup mate!” that is what Steve Waugh reportedly told Herschelle Gibbs and guess what, the Proteas lost the match and the Kangaroos went on to win the World Cup in 1999. I am sure most of us would recall that moment. Similarly it was Surya Kumar Yadav who literally

 NEET is not so neat after all, another exam bites the dust. Congratulations! I think we as a country must be having the dubious distinction of reducing the conduct of examinations to a pathetic joke. Unfortunately it is our millions of students who are at the receiving end of these fiascos. My heart goes out

The “indigenous incredible Indian indelible ink” mark on my left hand index finger refuses to go, it seems to have fallen in love with my index finger, having finally found its soulmate after all these years of waiting patiently when  I got it inked so it must ensure that it sis for keeps. This “Atithi

 “The journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step.” This is an old Chinese saying and so apt. When one commences any task or embarks on a new unexplored vista, one doesn’t know how far and how long will it go on. Today as I celebrate the 100000 (one lakh) hits on my

“Lipstick on your collar told a tale on you!” I am sure the old timers would recall this super-hit song by Connie Francis in the late 50s. The rural India though prefers the chaste Bhojpuri, “Lagaweli jab tu lipistick, hilela Arra district” ( When you apply lipstick, the whole Arra district shakes!!”) Lipstick is an

 Thank God for small mercies! Just imagine if 400 par had become a reality. Poor old Rahul would again be blaming the EVMs, we all would have been deprived of all this chatter on the social media. The incumbent humbled at the hustings but still managed to survive by the skin of their teeth. The

Psephologists are in demand, with exit polls, opinion polls galore and the countless number of TV channels; they are having the time of their life. When we were growing up, we had not heard of this supposed statistical science where they predict the voting patterns and election results. Psephology traces its origin from Greek word

 “Feeling hot hot hot….” (https://youtu.be/rbc_LxfhSoY) reminds me of the calypso by Merry Men. The similarity ends with the words, while the band was grooving on the number, we are almost scorched by the number displayed in degree Celsius. Weather Gods are out to punish us for our misdemeanours over the years, we have axed not