Shutterbugs!
Early morning, on Saturday, I found myself on Avenue Road, Chickpet along with a bunch of around 10 other enthu cutlets. I had never before...
Celebrate!
The celebration run at the marathon on Sunday morning turned out to be the greatest fun! I reached the stadium around 8.30 am when the...
Rain, rain, come again
Memories of a rainy day:
Growing up in the lovely hill station of Shillong, I remember the rains. It would go on for days. And days.
Sensible advice, come lately!
So here's some seemingly good advice, I should have received about 5 years ago!
Dance, baby, dance!
When I was in the ninth standard or so, I decided to try my hand (and feet) at classical dancing. There was a dance teacher in school called Mrs Dhingra, who would take classes at her home. I bravely enrolled.
