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My Thoughts on Hunger

Part I: Confessions of a well fed middle class individualYou would be thinking what this post is all about. Without creating much hoopla around it, let me tell you that it is about HUNGER. Now you would have understood by the title that I want to be sarcastic here. But trust me, I am dead honest. Being a middle class person almost clears you of all the responsibilities you have towards your society (at least in India). You don’t believe me. Do you? Well, following are few extracts from across the table conversations in a typical middle class household:
“We can’t afford to pay a kuda wala. So we will throw all the garbage on the street which can be taken care of by the Municipal Corporation.”
“We can’t complain about those guys. They might be very powerful. We are middle class people not any minister.  No need to go to college from tomorrow.”
“You want to do social service. Do you realize how a middle class family makes ends meet? Complete your studies and join a Government job.”




I rememb…

Bards of the Blogosphere: Week 2 Chapter 3- The Good Morning

N.B. - This is the third chapter of the second week in the 'Game of Blogs' by the team 'Bards of the Blogosphere'. #CelebrateBlogging
Read the previous chapter (2) here
Jennifer was sitting on the pile of blankets, still sleepy, trying to look fresh. Cyrus was the one to answer the door. “Bread toast with sunny side up eggs plus cappuccino”- Jennifer would always shout the moment she used to enter the college canteen. “He still remembers.” She blushed but tried to flush it out. However, it was too late. Cyrus looked at her slyly and started folding his laptop and other files he was working on to make space for the breakfast.
“Wait! What’s that? Is it that blog TMJ? It’s trending on social media nowadays and I absolutely love it. This author has earned a reputation of being daring, radical, good at research and fiery. Only if I could know who he is.”, Jennifer made a sad face.
Cyrus was excited, “At your service ma’am”. He bowed before Jennifer and smiled. “TMJ stands…

Book Review: Private India

First of all… An Introduction of Private India (Straightaway copied from Flipkart.com)
Private India is a thrilling suspense novel from two masters of the art: Ashwin Sanghi and James Patterson.
Summary of the Book
When a series of seemingly unconnected murders rock the city of Mumbai with the macabre rituals and artefacts found around the corpses, Private India, a leading investigation agency takes the case. Santosh Wagh, the head of the organization, has only one mission. He needs to stop the killers before they strike again. However, in a city of over 13 million people, he finds that the clock is ticking too fast. He finds himself pitted against underworld dons and a Godman who isn't what he seems. However, the worst is yet to come and Private India itself may be threatened with a revelation that could destroy the entire organization.
About the Authors
Ashwin Sanghi is an Indian writer and entrepreneur. He has also written: Chanakya’s Chant and The Krishna Key. He is also known by…

Bards of the Blogosphere: Week 1 Chapter 9- The Confrontation

N.B. - This is the ninth chapter in the 'Game of Blogs' by the team 'Bards of the Blogosphere'. #CelebrateBlogging
Read the previous chapter (8) Here
“Not bad Jenny, you’re doing wonderful!” Jennifer patted her own back. “Now you have actually crossed the guest zone and entered into the family zone. They have started asking you for petty household errands. Good for you for you are so close to your destination." She chuckled in her mind. “Tonight…”
“All this means she’s a kidnapper. She wants to take our princess away from us. How dare she even think of this? I would kill her”, said an agitated Tara. “Tara, calm down. Since morning, we are stuck at the same discussion. You did not go to office today and neither did Roohi go to school. This is not going anywhere. We should call the police.”
On facing a crisis, Shekhar and Tara switched positions. Sweet and gullible stay-home-dad turned into ‘My Daddy Strongest’ and street-smart media person mom became an emotionally …

Big happiness in small packets

The best thing about life is that it is unpredictable. Sometimes it brings sorrow when you expect happiness and sometimes when you are all teared up, you find a reason to smile just around the corner. Three years back when I was about to shift from Delhi after spending six golden years of my life, I was more than sad. Love for the city where one is born or where one spends his growing years is a special one. I got my freedom in this city- lived independently away from home, graduated, started my career and fell in love for the first time. And now I was leaving everything behind to pursue higher studies.
It was 9th Feb, a day young couples and retailers call “Chocolate Day” when people gift their partners chocolate. I was roaming around the local market looking for a courier company to send my books home. The market was crowded with love birds buying goodies. I could not help but feel envious of people spending quality time with loved ones. Every moment, I was asking the same question…