Indiawatch – Page 4 – A Time To Reflect

Ladies first class

This happens everyday on the train between Vashi and VT – school kids, none of them over 12 get on to the ladies first class compartment somewhere near Kurla (or Wadala on the way back) – and one or more of the woman start shouting at them to get off – hey, don’t you know… Continue reading Ladies first class

Rambling about rituals

I thoroughly enjoyed reading Krish Ashok’s post Priestly Matters – it clearly touches a chord in many of us, going by the number and content of the comments on that post. I personally sat through my Tambram wedding, too dazed by the circus, while my husband was even more dazed due to the fact that… Continue reading Rambling about rituals

Timeless cartoons

Front page Times of India today – this photograph of the Femina Miss India contest… And then later in the day, going through R K Laxman’s collection (for perhaps the hundredth time) – The common man goes to the village, I came across this… If she manages to stop smiling for just a moment, we… Continue reading Timeless cartoons

street kids, street acrobats

Now that the Kala Ghoda arts festival is over, I can finally take a break from all that hectic blogging at the KGAF blog and give my own blog the attention it demands and rarely gets. (If you have been regularly reading the Kala Ghoda Gazette or drop by there now, you will probably figure… Continue reading street kids, street acrobats

The morning after

I read this piece on India Together – Morning-after pills seized in Chennai – a while ago, shook my head in disbelief, book-marked it and forgot about it. Yesterday, I read Harini’s posts on sex and sensibility – I try not to be judgemental about it – but there is something fundamentally wrong when a… Continue reading The morning after

Oh, by the way…

So long as we are telling you what not to do, we thought we may as well tell you this too – do not abuse children I mean… what? Spotted across Goa beaches and snapped at Palolem finally… Snapped in more than one way. Picture this – group of drunk bare-chested, beer-bellied, white under-weared (yuck,… Continue reading Oh, by the way…

Two days later…

I was out of the country when the bomb blasts happened – got back to Bombay only last night. I landed in Chennai hours after the blasts and got to know from my dad only when I stepped into the house – he had been trying to reach my husband in Bombay all evening… I… Continue reading Two days later…

Thus spake Chennai city police

Things that a mobile-phone camera is meant for… Found stuck on glass at Spencer’s Plaza at Chennai… Doea anyone know more about this?

The exam ‘system’

Earlier this week, our maid at home wanted to leave early. She was to go to her children’s school to pick up their mark sheets. The teacher had said that mark sheets would not be given out until the parents came with their kids to collect them. Bahut saara baccha loge ghar se bhaag jaata… Continue reading The exam ‘system’

Hitting a high note

My husband and I were listening to My name is Anthony Gonsalves on FM radio the other night. We got to talking about Manmohan Desai movies and then Laxmikant Pyarelal andother music directors. And I realized I had very little to say about LP – or even knew very little. Inheriting the Raj Kapoor legacy… Continue reading Hitting a high note