Author: Alka

I was interviewing a maid for household work. She will look after my household for few hours. I was questioning her. Where does she live? She belongs to? Ah Which state? How many children she…..? Who was her previous employer? Can she give me the phone number of her ex-employer? (I crossed checked her credentials… Continue reading I CARE

We have never had it better. We (read metros or some developed towns chicks) are being given the education on par with boys, our parents do not stop us from following any profession, in school and college we have a good time, select and drop boyfriends at our whims and fancy. While choosing boyfriends, we… Continue reading Rights & Duties

He is a bright teen. The problem is he won’t try to gel with others. He gives a damn to peer pressure. Forget about succumbing to belong to a group. Nobody, especially girls, leaves him with his peace. When you are one of the top scorers in the class, get selected into your district’s basketball… Continue reading Levelheadedness

Scene I I remember talking to my childhood friend. Prashant works in the marketing department of a multinational firm. He was narrating me an incident. Like all young men, he was on high after visiting a hip and happening night club in Mumbai. The girls swinging to the music, danced with him too, though he… Continue reading The Gentleman

I always give due reverence to my electronic gadgets (Whatever I have), clothes, sandals, jewelry (read artificial, oxidized, chunky…). Take good care of all of them. Forever trying to protect them from lecherous stares and black magic of vicious relatives. Possessions stimulate my mind to greatest possible height. When I have to protect my attires… Continue reading Brand New Technology

Watching it on TV was a truly horrifying experience. If I invest two hours in anything I expect something or to be more precise – results. What the result would be is debatable. What if I have a child and given 10 years of my life to the child? In the end, some obscure teacher… Continue reading Psychopath

I was reading somewhere about a brand new Hindi movie. Its USP is – its actress was given a contemporary New York look! Wow! What an achievement! I wonder whether those who ruled us before August 15, 1947 have read this or not? They might feel tempted to push their contemporary London look. We are… Continue reading Identity

A river of cherished memories Flowing gently in your heart. I Tried, Inundating it with poison of jealousy Hope, the river was not Desecrated. Memories, still dancing As waves, when Wind kisses the river. I Tried, Throwing stones of insults, Raising a storm. Hope, gentle ripples of the past Still lifting you to Greater heights.… Continue reading Past

Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies. –John Donne

Sunset and evening star And one clear call for me, Lurking on the horizon, My unchallengeable destination. There is music Still left in me. Romancing the impending darkness, Seemingly an unpalatable indulgence! What about promises made To eyes – Learning hope? To parched fields – Waiting since eternity for rivers To change course? To invincible… Continue reading Goodbye

A face devoid of love and grace, A hateful, hard and successful face, Ah! A successful face! Shooing away, all the Demonic societal insecurities. At a lowly price of Shrugging off the liability, called Self-esteem, opening A stairway to elusive dream – flapping my wings Amongst the Cream de la cream! Hatefulness, hardness and inelegance,… Continue reading The Face

I think a lot about this profession called teaching. Most of the present herds of teachers are in this profession, not by choice. Imagine, if most of us were provided with choices of being an engineer, doctor, software professional, a corporate yuppie or a mere teacher, what would be our choice? You don’t have to… Continue reading Merely a teacher?

I have noticed certain trends that girls follow to make guys fall head over heels in love with them. And it works! This process transcends everything. No matter what is the background of guy, how highly educated he is, what responsible or powerful position he has, no matter whether he is (in)famous, evolved or ‘unevolved’,… Continue reading Cool Tricks!

Jennifer Capriati was playing at the US Open, 2003. I was watching her. Each of her actions was in great harmony with others. I was witnessing a great display of mind and body co-ordination; the rhythm her legs were showing, the fierce concentration in her eyes, how her mind was anticipating the opponent’s moves and… Continue reading No Title

He is a soothsayer of repute, Whose utterings are taken in without dispute. People throng around him, As stars to the moon. He listens to their hearts’ whispers, And soothes their soul… They return home feeling, Better equipped to deal with the future. But, I? No I don’t need his divine predictions I know what… Continue reading Soothsayer

Always grew layers of slime Around my attitude. This male species On the earth, Is good for nothing. I gathered this muck Since I forget to remember. Then I met him, His crystal clear Jet black eyes, Staring into mine. Without threatening me, Just staring. I felt his petal soft Warm gaze, On my face.… Continue reading The Gift

Sometimes, going through your normal chores, you can come across an interesting analogy. If you are living in a metro, daily routine becomes everyday survival. I remember one of my office colleagues declaring, For me “Moksha” means having ample time to grab a bite,called breakfast, in the morning , and ability to regularly secure a… Continue reading Socialism

Cocooning myself In a moving train, I prepared my eyes, For scenic views. Each and every Nurtured and un-nurtured Beauty pass by, as a Dream sequence. Scorching sun was, Bathing the vast stretch of pastures, Leaving my compartment untouched, O! The pastures looked golden green! Wind was blowing Bending the visible foliage, Leaving my tresses,… Continue reading Beauty

I remember that day. It was September 14th, time was around 8:30 PM. I was at a dingy PCO, talking to the person, for whom I had the tenderest feeling. I loved chatting with him, sharing anything with him, unburdening myself whenever I felt like it. Though I had inkling, that today our talks might… Continue reading The Person

Expectant faces, Fearful faces, Peeping out of windows. Office hours had JUST begun But how could life be over? Suddenly, definitely, precisely And clinically for everyone. We were just balancing The morning coffee in one hand, And files in another? A lightening struck, To plunge everything And everyone in darkness. Would we melt together With… Continue reading September 11