No Smartphone Saturday

It was the early 2000s, the time when I was no more than 6-7 years old. Our usual dinner meant my entire family sitting on the table, waiting to be served food – right off the fire. My brother and I used to excitedly narrate our day at school, while dad used to share his experiences at office. My mother used to listen to every word with genuine piqued interest while all 4 of us regale the appetizing food. That was how our dinners were…all those years ago.

Daddy’s Little Boy

I got up today at 11 AM, ecstatic about the fact that I had a holiday on a Monday. My day started with the usual skimming of today’s newspapers, but what was different was that I picked up the Bombay Times newspaper – something that I never do usually. I regretted it instantly.

Slave of Siri

From the outside, I was a normal human being sitting calmly on a bean bag. From the inside, I was a raging giant ball of temper and a volcano threatening to erupt.