‎1980s. When Bandra wasn't known for Jazz by the way! Patwardhan Park. Linking Road. Pamposh Hotel. Summer vacations had pleasant mornings and it was safe to go cycling on Band Stand! Thereafter, football and cricket ran lasted late into the afternoon; there weren't extreme temperatures then, and we knew that rains were round the corner (10 June), that would usher in even more exciting games of football on the muddy school ground! 1980s.Summer vacations. As they drew to a close, we played and played with even more rigor! It was that time of the year when 13 June was in sight and we were excited as well as nervous about a new classroom, its location, class teacher, new peers, roll number, a new partner to share 'my' desk with, brand new books covered with brown paper, new uniform, new shoes, new bag, a brand new compass box, a new raincoat and ''gumboots''; all this and so much more with a 'promise' that ''this year I will work very hard and COME FIRST''!

That thing you screw? The answer can lie in an organization's perspective about some thing that does not appear to be any thing, yet is every thing!

Workplace meetings can be an insideful (!) experience; a couple talk, others wish they were heard, many attend, a few participate, several others dream, handful complain, select few await the next round of refreshment and coffee break, and the remaining continue to wonder till the end as to why they were called to attend?!

Pradhaan Man3G, when Raja was exiting on bail, despite a well-deserved long-term in the jail, India was trying to reach you frantically; the message received was ''all crimes on this route are easy; he will try again later!''

Ek din jab tu Bambai se Poona jayega, raaste mein ek bhi tinka Pahaadon ka tujhe na mil payega; pedh paudhon ki hariyali tu dhoondhta reh jayega; expressway par itna traffic jam payega, ki aage ka signal (!) bhi tujhe nazar na aayega; jab expressway par bhi speed breaker honge, aisa samay bhi ek din zaroor aayega!

Made ya, on occasion of Mother's Day, your fascination with and coverage of celebrity moms swept me off my seat; the article on Ambani mother-daughter duo and the affection and care they might have for each other, despite being occasionally apart by 27-storeys, simply intrigued me! On a related note, the coverage of leading actresses' claims of mummy being an influence on their lives and playing a major role in their success was a revelation ; it clearly emerged how celebrity (?) moms define “fame” to their kids, as also blanket-approve of all that goes into achieving it! Happy Mothers Play!

Bombay's billion, ever heard of your next door neighbour, Sangli and it's surrounding villages? Hell nah, it isn't upmarket, is hundreds of kms away and reeling under a truly, badly, deeply severe drought this year! How about diverting water from our own empty (!) swimming pools, olympic pool, kids pool, ozone (what?!) pool etc, into waste water (!) treatment plants of our neighbour? Satya mein kehte hain, jab hamare dil pe lagegi, tabhi unki pyaas bujhegi!