J S Ifthekhar
The year-end revelry, rather madness, is about to begin. Where to let the hair down and whom to shake a leg with.
21 Dec 2018
The place remains chaotic, loud and as frenzied as ever.
19 Nov 2018
Some were writing furiously, some trying hard to jog their memory and a few squirmed in their seats.
06 Sep 2018
Time was when palming off a khota sikka (disfigured coin) at the local provisional store was considered a big fraud.
04 Aug 2018
It was a touching moment, one that left everyone teary-eyed. The woman sobbed uncontrollably as she hugged her seven-day-old baby.
14 Jul 2018
What Dasara is to Mysuru, Ramzan is to Hyderabad.
14 Jun 2018
It is the season of giving. Being a do-gooder, lending a hand and making a difference. Charity liberates the soul of the giver and benefits him more than the receiver.
02 Jun 2018
Heat, sweat and the sticky feeling of here we go again. There is no turning away from this unpleasant situation.
17 May 2018
The rich man’s guardian and the poor man’s friend.
02 May 2018
While traditional bookstores are struggling to survive, those dealing in second-hand books continue to prosper.
23 Apr 2018
One’s lonely, two’s company and three’s a crowd. But we were slightly more than a cricket team. Seventeen in all—from infants to adolescents and adults.
23 Mar 2018
What’s all this fuss about Women’s Day? It was a simple question our maidservant asked the other day.
13 Mar 2018
But first, let me take a selfie.
22 Feb 2018
Into the wild I go—losing the way, finding the soul. I was always attracted to the lure of the jungle, the unfamiliar terrain.
27 Jan 2018