Res Gestae

Roll up, roll up…for the Namo Hype Tour that is dying to take you away…from reality, from conciliation, from tolerance, from grace, from t...

It Was Easy Because We Tried Goa : Think about it for a minute. It’s New Year’s Eve at our house, Imagine . It’s easy if you try. ...

Too Young To Die On Sunday December 13, I sat with him, drinking coffee, listening to music and laughing about something I cannot now recall...

The Butterfly City Late on a moonlit night, Ashish and his wife Nicole, my niece, drove me along the newly-built embankment on Ahmedabad’s S...

An Obituary for My Mother It is four months to the day my mother died. I miss her comforting presence. What strikes me is life goes on ...

A Disturbed Weekend in Kasauli Our friends Yuri and Rupa have a place just outside Kasauli, a civilized mountain oasis on the way to Sim...

Coping with Alzheimer’s It’s been less than a fortnight since my mother died. In the interim, my 87-year old father has spent an unsettl...