Mohan – the Missing Friend
The memories of school days are etched in one’s mind. One may not remember the name or the place after four decades but remembers the occasion or the event. The…
The memories of school days are etched in one’s mind. One may not remember the name or the place after four decades but remembers the occasion or the event. The…
When I was giving rest to my tired bones at my friend’s house after a hectic Durga Puja celebration I got a call. It was an unknown number. Usually I…
My return flight from Bangkok was at 9.45 at the night but the bus from Pattaya dropped me at the Suvarnabhumi airport in Bangkok at 4.45 pm. I had flat…
The employees were at leisure in Jawahar Bhawan, the building in Lucknow housing over a dozen government departments, when the other day the discussions veered to Congress’ performance in three…