Category Archives: DIARY

Women in my life, the women of substance


Covering a span of three generations, the women in my life interchangeably played different roles; my mother, my wife and my daughter portray this case. Wish I be a newborn again and feel the warmth of my mother. Wish it rains now and Shweta in that pink sari holds me again from the back seat ofContinue reading “Women in my life, the women of substance”

Releasing Soon ‘The Gita Way’


Feeling proud to announce that my book The Gita Way is due for release by end of this month. Soon it will be available on Amazon for pre-order. Will update again the relevant link once it is released. The Gita Way is an irreligious take on the tenets of the Bhagavad Gita. Without delving intoContinue reading “Releasing Soon ‘The Gita Way’”

Part of Infinite Time Line


The roads on which I learned to run bicycle in my childhood are weathered now and they greeted me with their ugly faces, quite different from what I saved in my childhood memories. Last year when I had a small visit to my birth place, small colony of manufacturing unit of fertilizer corporation of India,Continue reading “Part of Infinite Time Line”

Power of Simple Changes (Anniversary Special)


Sixth is good from any international standard. Indian standard will endorse it on 25th and 50th.. at silver jubilee or golden jubilee. Nevertheless, mine is 6th today, the 6th anniversary of marriage. In one of my posts ‘Unconditional Love’, I discussed ideal, spiritual form of love, which is more motherly in nature. Then ‘Which CategoryContinue reading “Power of Simple Changes (Anniversary Special)”

Last Man Standing


I was enjoying Ranjan’s brand new Armada Grand  on Grand Trunk road while going from Aurangabad (Bihar) to Sasaram during early monsoon  in year 2000. Ranjan, one of my dealers in south-west Bihar, was on the driver seat. G T Road is busy for more than four centuries now. It becomes even busier in BiharContinue reading “Last Man Standing”

Rain Rain Don’t Go Away


This monsoon is punctual with the sound of big drops falling on still water and with temporary bubbles just diminishing over surface around. A different meaning to everyone, this rain says something. A farmer waiting for his prosperity in waiting, this rain is another hope. A Mumbaikar, travelling, juggling and wasting time in random butContinue reading “Rain Rain Don’t Go Away”

Wo Todti Patthar


While surfing through web, I came across one of the best poetries of Suryakant Tripathi Nirala’s “ Wo Todti Patthar”. A poet, who was well aware of hardship of life, explains same of a labor woman working on roads of Allahabad in peak summer. It forced me to say something related with all of us.Continue reading “Wo Todti Patthar”