Cross the road – and your fears!

I looked at my right- crawling cars and peeping peddlers on a backdrop of a crowded-chawl – all the right things in Pune. But the city served as an acute reminder, “You are not in an IIT”I turned my gaze to the left – an empty square- no hopes & dreams – nothing was left in

Just like my Dad!

“How do I look, mom?” a sweet, innocent voice asked. He was proudly looking at his mother, expecting some words of admiration. “Oh dear Rutu, you look so perfect. Just like your dad.” She replied while looking at her 11-year-old, who had just suited up for the first time. It was quite an elegant suite: