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The world has come to a state of nowhere, almost. Somebody, somewhere triggered the spread of the deadly virus which is growing and eliminating mankind. The catastrophe has highlighted the state of migrants in India and world-over. In India migrants travel 100s of kilometres on foot to find a job that fulfils their basic need – food. They move as per the season – tourist season, construction, monsoon…..and so on. They keep moving. Unfortunately in spite of regular interstate movement, they are hand to mouth. In this world of poor & plenty, they move from one destination to another. So, while they walk 200, 300 kms on a regular basis their food, shelter and rest is taken care at Dhabaas , definitely not for free. They earn their roti by working at the Dhaabas . No work, no income, so as the tradition goes they want to move to a new destination.  This time it is called ‘home’. To return home is their only wish during COVID-19. As we know during normalcy ...

Sam, Indu, Krissh and I met through a carpool app. We carpool to work. Our office hours & location is the same. We work in a different organization but in the same business park. It’s been almost two years since we are pooling. I have noticed, with every passing year Mumbai traffic is becoming bad to worse, and so is the work pressure. It competes with the increasing Mumbai traffic. To beat the traffic we leave before traffic wakes up. But evenings are….. I have to mention about monsoon. Monsoons bring relief from the rising temperature but at the same time, it terrorizes us. Flooding, road closure and kilometers of jams. Sometimes I feel I spend my precious time in the traffic . And rest of the time I think I live my life in Mumbai traffic . Luckily, KIS (Krish, Indu, and Sam) keeps me entertained and going. I find my work-life balance in Mumbai traffic. Image courtesy Pixabay I work till 6 pm so does KIS. My office environment is vibrant and demanding. Thanks...

On a lovely weekday evening, you have been driving for more than two hours in Mumbai city.  You have almost reached your destination, after a long tiring day at work. You are 800 meters away from your home. For some unknown reason, you start to think that the traffic is just not moving. You check google maps on your phone …. darrrrk red line for another 200 meters. You put the phone down, gently. This was the 8 th time you have checked google maps  in the last 10 minutes. To kill time you change the radio channel. You hear the radio jockey reporting in a single breath about the jams in Mumbai city. That’s when you get a call. “Hello, I’ll be there in 10 mins” that’s all you say without emotions. And suddenly, you hear a loud knock on the window, which intensifies every microsecond emphasising the emergency situation. There he is, selling peanuts…. Singhdana . Politely you shoo him, he immediately disappears. As he disappears you notice the rickshaw meter r...

The first news I came across in 2020 was about a Bollywood movie crossing 100 Cr mark. This happened when Pragun mentioned about a blog hop she was hosting based on Bollywood. The prompts were thoughtful but filmy. As an individual, I am filmy but my writing is not. That’s when I noticed this inseparable aspect of movies. In this post, the climax will reveal the identity of the protagonist, until then enjoy the suspense. Who am I? I am sweet but most of the time I am salty. Pls note, you have met me and you have liked me. I am feather-light, my figure is unique. You and I have watched many movies. In the park, by the lake or at home. You & your family prefer me to kill your boredom. I love your family, they are too filmy, That’s the reason I hang around with your family. Your mother turns 16, when she sees Shahrukh on screen Then you father quips, with some singing. ‘Aaane wala pal, jane wala hai’, says your father In response ‘ye kaha a...

We  We all are aware that 'Çhange is Constant'. But, at the same time, Change is difficult and gradual. Most of us will agree. I would like to share an experience. While I was helping my child search for color papers, I came across a bookmark. The site of the bookmark made me happy beyond the boundary. This shows my love for books. Immediately, with the bookmark in my hand, I rushed to my reading area. I had to use the bookmark without any delay. However, my excitement vanished in no time. Wonder why? Currently, I am reading an e-book. This is my first e-book. A habit makes change difficult but, persistent attempts will gradually bring about change. Therefore, to bring about substantial impact, the change should become a habit. Remember, change is difficult, gradual, and at the same time Constant. 

Today, 14 November brings back old sweet memories. As a child, each day was amazing and fun-filled. Some standard restrictions had taught me to adapt and enjoy my child-life. Then, children's day was just like any other day filled with enjoyment.  Unfortunately, those days didn't last forever. Fortunately, children's day brings back sweet memories of those days.  As I recall I must admit that I am more than happy to be born in the pre-mobile era. Where, elders were my mentor, lots of friends and TV series were limited to a few hours a week. Bryan Adams once said ' those were the best days of my life'. Indeed, they were. Those days were the best, they have molded me to who I am, today! I wish every child has a fun-filled day, close to people, close to nature, innocent, tension-free, peer pressure free childhood - today and every day. Happy Children's Day!     Childhood related reads- D istorted Shawods:  https://imnmore.blogspot.com/2015/10/distorte...

Dear Discount, I am happy to see you more often these days. You are becoming active with every passing day.  Your scale ranges from 10 % to 70 %. You are so attractive that shoppers just can't take their eyes off you. Is it traction or false attraction? To tell you the truth, heavy discounts were never a part of my growing years, until, recently. The competition has become fierce. Online services have changed the demand and supply pattern with induced buying. The need for products and services are created using every possible means. Socially & psychologically we are forced into this vicious cycle of purchase. If products can be sold at a 50 % discount, someone is baring the 50 % cost of it. Or is someone making 50 % loss/less profit? The game of discounts is addictive. It has one goal - generate as many bills as possible. Discounts also remind me of Enrique Iglesias song... You can run, you can hide, but you can't escape my trap (love) Hoping to see you soon...