This day , that day

Circa 1996I belonged to a dance troupe called 'Drishti' , called so simply because it had the starting letters of everybody in the troupe.There was a dance competition(amongst many others) that was being held at the Gymkhana at IISC.Then , IISC to me was just a painfully far away dance venue.It was the perfect day to bunk classes , get toasty inside a blanket and read a book.Instead, I was dressed in a light blue Lavani Saree and sitting in an auto to get to IISC. Make up et all.With a shawl covering whatever the Lavani saree didnt.And that, was saying quite a lot.Picture this.Bangalore torrential rains , a short girl in a weird electric blue (which D had ensured was a lovely peacock blue) attire, sporting fake jasmine flowers(they're light...

This day

One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song,read a good poem, see a fine picture and, if possible, speak a few reasonable words. -Johan Wolfgang von GoetheToday is an ordinary day. And that is the best part.Right at this moment , I have BSNL sending me a cryptic message , for the 10th time that the PillPopper sent 3 days ago.It goes “if u can get one kg each of potapotato onion and tomato”. Yes very mother-daughterly , almost poetic.This is the poem part of the quote.I went to Jyothi , our kind Insurance Rep to claim Pillpoppers dental bills.The claim needs a letter from the doctor.So...