“Baba, when will I get my new bicycle”, was the innocent query of my 11-year old son Joy , who for the last many days was asking for bicycle. I also knew he needs one, but I was avoiding it because I thought he was still small for full size bicycle. “My friends now come…Continue reading Joy’s Bicycle

It was raining steadily. The rain drops were hitting the hard flooring and breaking into small bubbles, which formed a stream that melted into the drain water. The water, which was a second ago crystal clear turned into muddy brown water within no time. This metamorphosis was quick. Again the rain drops … splatters the…Continue reading The Metamorphosis

One 38 years old Head Constable collapsed and died on the field track while running for promotion in Uttar Pradesh. He was among over 3000 policemen who were competing to run 10 km in 75 minutes – a clause mandatory for the promotion from Head Constables to the post of sub-inspectors. Over two dozen aspirants…Continue reading Pot-belied Police

There was something uneasy about the red brick building of ICCMRT. Few cars were parked outside. Inside, the ground floor was spick and span. There was no one in receptionist’s chamber. I stood there for almost a minute trying to fathom the situation. I was in that building to appear as a witness in Babri…Continue reading The Maiden Testimony

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