The Idea-smithy

So I’ve already preached on the value of good manners on the blogosphere. But now that blogs are a tad passe, the only way to keep up is to keep it short and sweet. In other words – 140 characters.
And here’s the man that preaches Tweetiquette, true to form within the prescribed 140 characters!
Annkur wore this [...]

This is Kenneth Lobo. Apart from the fact that he organizes a really cool event or two each week (Movies! Poetry! Music!) as a part of The Bombay Elektrik Projekt, he looks just like a regular guy.
Ah, but appearances can be deceptive. Does this look like the face of a man who waltzes off to [...]

When the weather is dreary and my mood matches it, bright colours are the first thing I turn to, to cheer me up. Mumbai is normally sunny (barring those dull monsoon months) but the last few days have been a weird canvas of colourless insipidity. You can’t get too bright on a day like this.
I [...]

Oh my stars! Help me someone, I’m still recovering from the split sides I have from excessive suppressed laughter. Who is the cause of my cheery mood, you ask?
Meet the man himself – Mr.Mannequin!
 
He doesn’t believe in needles or anything permanant scarring his peaches n’ cream complexion. But the gods of fashion dictate that tattoos [...]

Flashback to about 10 years ago.
Scene: The end of an all-important talk about the facts of life to my uninitiated-and-eager-to-learn friend.
Me: Yes, so that’s how it all happens. I thought you should know.
She: Sounds horrible!
Me: It gets better with time.
She: No way! I’ll NEVER get used to that idea!
Me: Yes, you will. Especially when you [...]

Him: What the hell connection is this?
Me: I don’t know. This stupid Nokia!
Him: HAHAHAHAHA!!! Nokia connection???
Me: Hmph…whatever…its your damn phone then.
Him: Absolutely not! Mine is .
Me: And that means a lot to me. I’m a techno-geek.
Him: Stupid woman…that means you’re crazy about technology.
Me: Damn…i don’t deny it drives me crazy. How about this: I’m a [...]

We got our first car when I was 5. My mother described it as an ‘off-white Fiat’ and proceeded to invite all the kids in the colony for a ride. I was disappointed though. Why? Because I wanted an autorickshaw.
I figured dad could sit in driver’s seat and mum and I would ride in the [...]