Today a video of kids wanting to make a ‘killa’ (fort) was doing the rounds and it brought back memories of childhood. For those who wonder what I am talking about, making a killa, a miniature mud fort, was (and I hope still is in many homes) an intrinsic part of the Deepavali festivities in... Continue Reading →
Kapus Kondyachi Goshta and other memories
Silly Sunday chat with my buddy…. Me asking questions….chombdepana, as it often gets called. And suddenly he switches to “Kapus kondyachi goshta saangu ka?” All Marathi speaking kids know exactly where that leads - endless rounds of “_ _ _ _ kay mhantes, kapus kondyachi goshta saangu ka?” You can laugh or groan, but you... Continue Reading →
On growing older and hopefully a little wiser….
“45, huh?” “Almost close to your half-century!” These were the statements that greeted me on my birthday this year. Half-century? Hmmm... I think 45 is a good time to take stock of your life!! So what does being 45 really mean? Well...for one, 45 is not old!! 55, on the other hand, is old. (But... Continue Reading →