I just got back from my school’s Passing-Out Parade. You know, that day when everyone gets drunk and passes out? Not that one. This is completely and utterly different, when the school says goodbye to a few hundred students each year. The reason I went was to collect some of my hard-earned cash, in the [...]
Recently, I had a conversation with my other brother, the revered Ricardo, which touched me enough to drive me to my keyboard. Strangely, I have never bothered to mention him before, so this piece aims to change all that. I do believe I have a sister somewhere, too…
But never mind, we’ll let things pop up [...]
Part 1: A string of interesting events have occurred over the past months or so, which, in their own little way, have a small connection to this site. The reason is that they were all brought about either directly or indirectly by my brother Lucano, who as we all know, is (was) the author of the[...]
(What can I say about Pedro in just a few sentences? It’s practically impossible, and that’s why I’ve ended up writing a three-page essay on him.) Sir Pedro - An old fart who teaches me as well as the whole class Science. He’s someone who perfectly fits the word ‘creep’. Wait! There’s more! He also is[...]
Well, I’m finally here. Por fin. It was a long trip, a bit tiring, but I’m here. The flight from Bombay to London was OK (too many Indians!), but the air-hostess allowed me to take the comfortable British Airways pillow (”Would you mind terribly if I were to take this pillow?” “You can do what[...]
Nobody could slam a dunk, or even dunk a slam, like the Long-Haired Slam-Dunk Kid.
I mean, just look at him go! Will he make it? Will he?
He’s getting closer! But will he make it? Will he???
It looks like he made it!
Nobody could do it like the Long-Haired Slam-Dunk Kid.
****This has been a Tripe Presentation.****
Pictures courtesy of Milind Alvares’ trusty camera.
