There is no joy like that of receiving flowers. I, for one, love gifting and receiving flowers. A bunch of flowers symbolises sentiment and sensitivity for me. A simple act, flowers I feel often capture unspoken words and unvoiced emotions. Making up with the Partner after a tiff. Connecting with an old friend who’s down…
And when this happened at the IFFI in Goa this year, this is what I had written for the Economic Times. Read blog: Cruelty, thy name is social media
The child is father of the Man. After watching two-and-half-hours of the Amitabh Bachchan-starrer ‘Paa’, William Wordsworth’s lines from ‘The Rainbow’ never felt more true. Or correct. Or contextual. Or more Bachchan. (Not necessarily in that order though!) Cause these, after all, were simple lines that had inspired many literary, cinematic and musical offerings over…
Ok, so Dilli’s got a new address. It’s called Zara, the famed Spanish brand that has folks the world over drooling. And the mere mortal that I am, I drooled too. Through the week. And decided that one trip had to be done by the weekend, come what may. So Saturday it was Destination Zara….
Ok. Takeaway for the week going by: All’s well that ends well. In love. In impending marriages. In televised romance-turned-betrayal-dramas which transcend borders. And otherwise. If you happen to have been watching the idiot-box during the past week, you will know what I am referring to. For the uninitiated, it’s of course the – more…
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