Voices of a Mumbaikar

It’s little over five years since I have been working with Project Management Institute (PMI) now. The time has flown by like a breeze. I...

A few days back I had gone to see a skin specialist because of an itch. Well, it started with just an innocuous scratchy feeling on my leg;...

A couple of months back, our office had gone to Bangalore for an Outbound Training & Team building program. The time they announced th...

Here I am, logged on to Flipkart.com, finally buying myself the copy of 'The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin'. The only word tha...

Woody is my cousin sister(s)'s 15-year old pet dog. That makes him 105 years old in human years. As old as a dog can get. He is counti...

A week before Dec 31st 2014, an after-dinner conversation between 'A' and me went something like this: Me: I am making a goal she...

For many days that rolled into months, we had a 'work of art' nurturing at home. We ignored it like we would a messy crayon dra...

The day starts with me reaching out to my cell phone and not the newspaper as in earlier days Few swipes up and down my smart phone screen...

A spectrum of emotions as baggage, I embark on this journey of introspection, a feeling of accomplishment and yet many things still undone...

There lived a young and beautiful couple, not very long ago in a humble abode they stayed with two little daughters on whom they used ...