As I read about the hype created by self styled seculars and unapologetic Islamic leaders about the massive security arrangements done for this year's Amarnath Yatra I am reminded of my own undertaken twenty years back. I was able to undertake this trip thanks to my posting in an Indian Air Force base in Jammu … Continue reading Amarnath yatra: down memory lane (Part-1)
Tag: Memoirs
Thus, here is my first published book
My first published book was supposed to be a book of poetry to celebrate the labours of love of an unsung poet who has been writing poetry off and on for the last three decades. Being a professional procrastinator I had also set a deadline for the completion and the publication of the book. My … Continue reading Thus, here is my first published book
today flowers blossom in me
Usually, the commuting to and from the office is the most unpleasant experiences of a working day in a city like Bengaluru so much so that when someone asks, 'what is the distance of your office from home', I say, 'it is one and a half hours to two hours depending upon the mood of … Continue reading today flowers blossom in me
The Monk who is yet to get his Ferrari
‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’ In addition to sharing bits and pieces of information about my life on many of the posts here, I have written specific posts covering my personal life. All these have been categorised under 'memoirs' . May be this is … Continue reading The Monk who is yet to get his Ferrari
More about me and my writing journey
Who am I and why do I blog? May be this should have been my first post. But then, it would have been too early. Of course now and then I have shared bits and pieces bout me and my outlooks. Here, let me sum it up and provide the missing pieces. Four months back … Continue reading More about me and my writing journey
Looking Back with Gratitude
So here comes my feedback form. My feedback at fifty. If the biblical life span is 70, for a Hindu the ideal life span is 100. So, here I am, at the thresh hold of my half way mark. I did my education at a number of schools in a number of localities falling in … Continue reading Looking Back with Gratitude
PEBBLES AND WAVES 