Category Zephyr Times

Of mice, boy and a pair of flip-flops

The boy had learnt his lesson in compassion from two mice – one a big field rat in a trap and one a tiny dead mouse.

Mantras are powerful, but I love my ‘shloka-pills’! !

Like a child reaching out to one particular relative in a large joint family to redress a specific complaint, so can we invoke any manifestation of the Supreme, to get out problem sorted out by chanting a shloka dedicated to the Deity.

A cook and her cleaver do never part

Soon, I became a knife-fiend, making a beeline for the knife-counter in any department store I happened to pass by.

Coming full circle–The turbulent Teens I

One can learn to tackle hate, but how does one cope with humiliation and the very negation of one’s identity?

Coming full circle–my journey of faith

The journey has been long–painful at times, exhilarating at others, but coming full circle has never been so enriching.

What kind of friend are you?

I have often wondered about what makes a friendship either tick or zonk out.

Idli-dosas and Me!

The humble idli has gone places and is even celebrating a World Idli Day! #WorldIdliDay

A rose called Happiness

In the rose patches were tiny tight buds and bits of bright colour trying to burst through the green leaves holding them prisoners.

Do you recall the brands from your childhood? – I

Remember some of the brands of the mid 20th century? Come, walk back in time with me…

It’s fun being a ‘har-topic-wali’ blogger!

Come February, Cybernag would complete nine years, one shy of a decade. And just like that, I began thinking of the beginning…. I had started blogging at a time when blogging was still ‘web logging’ in practice, though the terms ‘blogging’ and ‘blogger’ had already been coined and in use. We bloggers were full of […]

With Rama in my heart….

The exploits of Krishna were no doubt interesting, and he was a hero in my little eyes; but at six, it was Rama who appealed to my emotions when I heard his story as a six-year-old.

Ayyappa, here I come!

S was all excited about visiting ‘Shabarimala.’

To Sir, with Love, 50 years on!

He laid the foundation for my craft and so lives on, in every sentence I write.