In Conversation With—An Old Man

I had an interesting conversation with an old man who was helping me to find an address. He was keen to find out my caste. कहाँ के रहने वाले हो ? भारत । भारत के तो नहीं लगते। ये तेज, ये स्टाइल तो भारत का नहीं लगता । ना जी । यही का हूँ—मुंबई का … Continue reading In Conversation With—An Old Man

In Conversation With—A Snooty Driver

This auto-rickshaw driver was quite frustrated when I sat in his vehicle. It as night time and I am sure he must have had a challenging day. But, somehow we managed to have a striking conversation. Whats'wrong uncle? Why are you so frustrated tonight? What should I tell you? Let it go. No. Tell me. … Continue reading In Conversation With—A Snooty Driver

In Conversation With—A Horny Auto-Rickshaw Driver

Here is a beautiful conversation I had with an auto-rickshaw driver who was using the horn relentlessly and then apologized with a promise to transform. There was so argument, debate, rather a compassionate communication between us. Why are you honking now, there is no one ahead? It’s a habit. I don’t think it’s a good one. … Continue reading In Conversation With—A Horny Auto-Rickshaw Driver

In Conversation With—A Money-Rich Man

Recently, I visited a billionaire to record his video testimony for a project.  I don't know what happened, but he suddenly started some out-of-the-context conversation. Do you like my mansion? Yes, almost. What do you mean A-L-M-O-S-T? Almost means, nothing can be achieved 100%. Do you know how much this home costs? No idea. It's … Continue reading In Conversation With—A Money-Rich Man

In Conversation With—Coconut Amma

Once upon a time, I was walking on the beautiful streets of Puducherry and I noticed the famous woman coconut vendor—Coconut Amma. I couldn't stop and we had a striking conversation: Mother, please give me coconut water. Water or creamy? Take the creamy one, it's sweeter. Yummy, it's so sweet and cold. You're the first … Continue reading In Conversation With—Coconut Amma

In Conversation With—A Garbage Collector

I met this garbage collector many days ago. I can't forget the moments we spent together. He was such a gentleman and we had a spectacular conversation. What are you collecting? Garbage. Oh, you sell plastic and earn, is it? Yes, I am poor rag-picker, Sir. My name is not Sir. I have a name. … Continue reading In Conversation With—A Garbage Collector

In Conversation With—A Piece Of Roti

I have started walking in morning; in my housing society compound. Since many days, I had been noticing pieces of roti on the back side. I was curious to know who keeps there pieces there and why the pieces are kept there. I couldn't resist and one fine day, I and the lonely pieces had a … Continue reading In Conversation With—A Piece Of Roti

In Conversation With—Hair Color

I had been to saloon the other day. Every-time I go the staff, one of them is always after my life to color my hair. This time something different happened. While I was waiting for my turn for a haircut, I had a striking conversation with the hair color kit sitting in front of me: … Continue reading In Conversation With—Hair Color

In Conversation With—God

I had always been complaining and blaming that the almighty never listens to me. To my surprise, for the first time, I had a striking conversation. I kept searching for you but couldn’t find you. You cheated me. You kept searching for me only in temple, mosque, church etc. while I was always beside you. … Continue reading In Conversation With—God

In Conversation With—A Matchstick

I burnt a matchstick the other day, I can't tell for what, but I noticed one very interesting thing and I couldn't resist talking to it. The result was a wicked but inspiring conversation. Why are you so angry all the time? Who me? No, I don't think so. Yes, you. You have such a … Continue reading In Conversation With—A Matchstick

In Conversation With—A Blind Man

I met a blind man who was struggling to cross a road.  I came to rescue, and we started talking. We introduced each other and exchanged few thoughts about the situation of the city, law, order, pollution etc. While I was talking to him, I was thinking about so many things that keep changing in … Continue reading In Conversation With—A Blind Man

In Conversation With—A Centipede

I was watching this centipede for long. It was moving fast between stones. We had a striking conversation. Mr. Human, can you move like me? In rough terrains? No, I can't. Poor you. feeble specie. Mr. Centipede, can you do computer graphics? No. Can you travel in Mumbai local train? No. We all are so … Continue reading In Conversation With—A Centipede