I am fortunate!

'...men have little time to be boys and some never were,as is known and has been written, while others have never stopped being boys but dare not admit it'-The History of the seige of Lisbon by Jose saramago.

My pet name is Rinku. If I live long enough to be an old man; my name will continue to carry the boyish impression. Have you ever thought what your name carries when you are old?
It is my name that matters (what is there in a name...) and I dare admit it.

My passport says that I am 40 . But in my fancy I am still a 17 years boy.

...and I dare admit it.

Right to copy or Academic hypocrisy

I have checked Google for the sources of a number of so called academic books published by some Delhi -based publishers. Surprisingly all of them are copied and pasted directly from various internet sources. I wonder they do not have the common sense to re-write the sentences.(That is to avoid to be called a thief). The copyright of one of such books on Swine flu is held by an open University in northeast India.Very funny!Do they believe that 'copyright' means 'the right to copy'?

I will not be surprised even in the least if that is the way they think!

A Hauntingly Understated love story

The Bridges of madison County by Robert James waller is a simple love story between two elderly people set in a small town in America. A brief encounter between the two whose passion refuse to budge.A chance meeting we all dream of. A unique celebration of love.

"We are giving up free range ,getting organised,feathering our emotions.Efficiency and effectiveness and all those other pieces of intellectual artifice. And with loss of free range, the cowboy disappears,along with mountain lion and gravy wolf.There is n't much room left for travellers."

Life In Imphal

Life in Imphal is provincial. Everything comes to an end with the end of daylight. As the evening descends, a fear runs through the spine in ancipation of disquieting news. The serenity is often punctured by the reports of guns from distance.

No power.No water. I wonder what will happen to this palce. Are you listening?

Wit, humour and Indian political class

The uproar over Tharoor's tweets betrays how the Indian political class has lost the ability to appreciate wit and humour and pun of high quality.

Tharoor has come from a diffrent background and he will take time to understand how aesthetically and artistically insensitive his collegues have become.

The words like 'Cattle class','solidarity' and 'Holy cow' used by Tharoor go beyond their immidiate meanings and lend a unque dimension to the whole statement he has made.

He is a writer first and every writer plays with words. He can not be stopped from doing that.