Showering in the Rainbow
Swagat, Cybagians. This dance is getting tougher by the year. The(..)
The Annual Bash
Behind the curtain… Dec. 17, 7.15 P.M. The countdown had begun.(..)
A Civilized Jungle
The wild musings… July 27, 2017 (Day 4). I waited. Patiently.(..)
The Aching Joy
Shine & Shadows… What is tougher — the first or the last(..)
The Stroll of Grace
A Seamer’s Googly… Recently, an incident hijacked my(..)
It’s No Sacrifice!
Two stars & a fan… Houston. Last night. I hadn’t planned(..)
Hunt for Zen
Good evening Cybage. One minute… old man… dancing is not my(..)
Donald, Hillary, & I
To rein a monster! 1994. I came back to India. And never looked(..)
A Passage of Redemption
Bringing work to life… It is MY time. It allows me to do the(..)
The Icy Warmth
Underneath the mask… April 15, 2016. Midnight in bed: “Cybage(..)
If Only!
Hide & See(k)… Mar 2, 2016. It was a rapid-fire round. All(..)
The Hermit’s Tree
Good evening Cybage and welcome again to Pune’s most happening(..)
Bridge of Skies
Of dreams, competition, and survival… Jan 14. 4 pm. Pune. It(..)
Head Starts & Heart Stops
Of heroes, villains, & giggles… It was hilarious! Only if(..)
The Trickery of the Tongue
A young girl once complains to her visiting grandfather that she feels helpless and dejected because her parents are always busy screaming at each other. The grandfather summons the couple and asks them: “Do you know why we scream?” “To drill our point in the opposite head,” is the curt reply. “No.” explains the grandfather, “It’s(..)
