When I hit the “publish” button on my Up For Grabs article, I didn’t realize that life would never be the same again.
My mailboxes are overflowing. My phone hasn’t stopped ringing. I feel weighed down by people just wanting to get in touch. (These are people on my mailing list who have been dormant for years.)
Why do they want to re-connect ? Simple : they want to know when I’m going to that restaurant again with my prized collection of glossies.
So here’s some advice. Don’t go ecstatic the moment you see a brown paper envelope on one of the tables. It could be somebody’s notes on how to de-worm a pet rock.
My wife and I were defragmenting our garage – which meant throwing out everything that was more than 10 years old. Including my prized collection of Playboy magazines.
While that was heart-breaking, I decided to have a little fun on
the side. There’s more in this article of mine on Sulekha.
Up for grabs (Click to read)
The summer’s here and things are getting hotter
in Bangalore !
How are things in the “burra sahib towns” ? What was
it like in the sepia print days ? How have times changed ?
Are we getting a wee bit irresponsible on the water front ?
Here’s my version. This article is posted on sulekha.com
Trickle me down (Click to read)