• A Bird In The Hand.

    We don’t leave the balcony open after sundown. Mumma is terrified of lizards, and there’s always one camped out by the door. Still, Puppa goes out for a smoke every now and then. Forgetful bugger, he always leaves the door open. One such evening, I’m walking… read more

  • ₹20 for a Vada Pav.

    Goregaon East, midday, traffic light. A confluence of worlds held together by red; an unlikely equaliser of haves and have-nots, and haves who think themselves have-nots – if only for 90 seconds. A golden Maybach lounges across two car-lengths (and tax brackets) with impunity, shutting down… read more

  • Lessons from The Small.

    July 17th, 2025 There’s a rat in my house. Or maybe, I’m in his. He was here first, after all – burrowing into the walls, learning the rhythm of slippers slapping tile. I came later, uninvited. He tours the kitchen at night, eats what we leave… read more

  • Because It Flies

    For the 8 minutes it was in the air, when there were no missiles on its wings or bombs in its belly, there was no war.  Every little boy who loves an aeroplane does so simply because it flies. Eventually, we learn to accept the realities… read more

  • The Case for a Boring Car.

    What makes an interesting car? The enthusiast’s answer is simple – nice engine, good looks, manual gearbox. You must always look back at your car as you walk away from it. Your pants must get tighter when you floor the throttle, and a smooth shift must… read more

  • My Favourite Scar.

    I’m sitting in a conference room at NID Ahmedabad, the top design school in the country. I’m going to be interviewed for a place in the Master’s course in Product Design. With one hour’s prep, I’ve ranked 17th in India’s toughest design exam. I am, how… read more

  • INS Vikrant.

    I first heard the words ‘INS Vikrant’ in Puppa’s bedtime stories. He inherited his passion for the navy from my grandfather, a sailor man himself. Vikrant had been the flagship of the Indian Navy and our first aircraft carrier, purchased from the UK as HMS Hercules.… read more

  • Another Good Story.

    First Christmas out of the hospital. After a year of IV drips and pity smiles, the holidays seem like a juvenile affair. A momentary look away from the truth of life. We’re at the Shrine of The Infant Jesus in Nashik, where the faithful pour their… read more