Forget what people blinded by communal thoughts say. The Surf Excel #RangLaayeSang ad is a beautiful ad that sends out a beautiful message. And some points of clarification to those who are calling this a controversial ad. 1) Your question… Continue Reading →
Once upon a time I turned 25. That has been the worst year of my life, by far. Indian girls will be able to guess the reason behind this, I’m sure. For those who don’t understand – that was the… Continue Reading →
In one of my blogs posted a while back, I had written about how ‘compartmentalization’ of people based on beliefs – religious, political or any other kind for that matter – is something that I can’t stand. I hardly ever… Continue Reading →
Personal attacks from candidates and party leaders is something I have always hated and something I regularly see, especially when elections are close. In that regard, I am yet to see a decent politician who can keep things completely professional…. Continue Reading →
I am going to address two sets of idiots in one post. This will be long. Please bear with me. To the Imran Khan fans/Modi haters: ——————————————- There were times when restraint was the way forward to maintain peace,… Continue Reading →
Waiting for the ‘true Indian patriots’ to start off round 2 of “Pakistan said nothing happened despite IAF crossing the LoC. So we believe nothing happened.” 😉😂 P.S. All the Pakistani people celebrating how India was not able to do… Continue Reading →
I wasn’t going to put up anything about the Pulwama terror attack because putting up an “RIP” or “Your sacrifice will not go in vain” in my status box is not going to make a difference to what has been… Continue Reading →
There is a universally accepted belief that family is the most important thing in our life, which is partly true. I say ‘partly’ because it is not always the only important thing in one’s life. With this belief of supreme… Continue Reading →
Last month I was at my parents’ place in Kerala, showing our wedding album to Vedu in an effort to engage her for some time. Hari and my parents were there too. I kept admiring myself shamelessly, telling Hari “Look… Continue Reading →
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