This picture describes my favorite morning ritual. The first thing I do when the morning’s paper arrives is jump to the Sudoku page and mull over it with a cup of steaming, masala chai. The perfect way to beat the gloom of the Pune monsoon where the skies are overcast enough to make it feel…
Pardon me, fair lady, But your white stings the eye. How about I sprinkle a little saffron See, how it complements your attire?! But wait, I noticed your eyes Are a beautiful shade of green. I have just the colour to match them too; Do you see what I mean? Mind you though, M’Lady, Pink is…
Dear Readers, In this post of mine, I had asked you to give me some feedback on what kind of content you would like to see on TPC. Thank you so much for being so helpful and so supportive of my work! I was overwhelmed to read your comments on how you like what I’m doing on…
So I know I haven’t been here for a while. It may stay that way for sometime as I battle a bad case of throat infection. I found this that cheered me up. I thought it might cheer you all too, especially short people like me who hate taking group photos. Have a great week…
No, no. This post isn’t about humorous quotes. Its about me making fun of overly sentimental quotes that I came across yesterday while researching a quote for a piece I was writing. I don’t know why I was like this. Maybe I was exhausted and worried about my daughter’s recovery, or about the burnt lunch,…
My Dear Readers. It gives me great pleasure to inform you all that today TPC has completed one whole year in this Blogosphere! I honestly don’t believe this has happened. When I started this blog a year back, I had thought that I’ll just write a post or two every month or so.…
Originally posted on The Pradita Chronicles:
via Daily Prompt: Faded I reminisce about faded jeans and failed chances. For on a night like tonight, I spied him, sauntering into the room, charging up the atmosphere, with his Brando-like swagger, his Dev Anand-ish smirk . His faded jeans spelled ‘reckless’, while his carefully tamed coif screamed ‘dandy’. It’s as…
