Author Archives: Zephyr
The new caste equation
As compared to the earlier caste system which was determined by birth, the present one is defined by material wealth and social status.
Children and the Holocaust
Life is not all about rosy things, though we would like to protect our children from suffering and depressing stuff. Letting them see the world in all its goodness and ugliness through a well written book is perhaps the best way to sensitise them.
Visiting the temple – An uplifting daily fix
Faith, they say, can move mountains. And what better place to find it than a temple or a house of worship, where the faith of thousands effectively makes it throb with positive energy?
Is ‘big fat’ a status symbol?
Gifting has now become a crazy game of catch-me-if-you-can, where the sentiment behind the gift is lost in the competition to show off. Weren’t gifts supposed to be something to be selected lovingly, given with a lot of love and cherished?
Travelling to Lonely Places with Pico Iyer
Pico Iyer and his ‘Falling off the Map’ has brought out the book reviewer in me!
Listening with your heart
Listening is an art, a therapy, a spiritual act, no less. But for listening to be effective, the listener has to do it with her heart, else the one being listened to finds no solace.
Of hypocrisy, selfishness, cowardice and more…
We have double standards and are very choosy about whom we defend, for we are hypocrites. It has a name : Selective outrage.
Chalees saal baad – a journey back in time
It was a reunion that made us forty years younger as we went back to school and relived the memories, acting out some of them, even as the spouses, children and teachers looked indulgently on…
Mega stores or mega sores?
Lucky are those who can happily shop in a mega store or mall, finding all they want under one roof. I have to shop at two or three different places as some of the items are only available at certain stores.
A lesson in faith and surrender
‘Why do you need to breathe, when I am breathing for you?’ he asks me simply. And then I let go and stopped struggling to breathe. For the record, I didn’t die.
A date with Twitter
The Sunday Book Club is so informal and the discussions are such fun that to my greatest delight, even I tweet like mad, getting replies and retweets too!
The Cybernag 
Thank you!
A note of thanks to my friends and readers on the eve of the third blogaversary of the Cybernag.