Day 77 100words100days: Pick a garment and elaborate the care instructions in verse

Ah, retail.


I have this mustard t-shirt in a size 22

I know it’s big for me, but I like the way it looks.

It’s made of cott’n and polyester and it is far from new

Though I’ve looked after it so well, you can’t tell if that’s the truth.

I never bleach it or dry clean it, cos that’s against the rules

And if and when I iron, the heat’s a dot away from cool.

When it is time to wash it, the water’s 40 degrees max

With the tee inside out to protect the design printed in black.

If my drying option’s the machine, it must be normal and low heat,

Or I dry it in the shade to save electricity.


Day 78: Write a pitch for a word you think should be included in the dictionary

Day 76 100words100days Write the story of your grandparents (fiction/non-fiction)

Written especially for my little cousin Josiah, who turns 16 today. He didn’t get much time with my maternal grandfolks, aka Mummy and Papa, because they passed away when he was quite small. Here’s a small snippet of who they were, Jos. Happy birthday!


Mummy was fifteen years younger than Papa. He was the younger son and second youngest child of a big family- big both in terms of the number of family members, and status in his village. She was the youngest daughter and antepenultimate child of an equally large and well-known family from a village farther north.

She said she wasn’t sure about marrying a man so much older than herself, but since their families had known one another for a long time, and were neighbours in Bombay, she decided to go ahead and accept his proposal of marriage.

I’m glad she did.

They were wed in a Bombay that had recently lost the sparkle of being a jewel in the crown of the British Empire. Their wedding pictures – those that I’ve seen- are black and white, with a wonderful clarity that I sometimes have trouble achieving with my smart phone. Mummy has a slightly peaked headdress, and a veil that fans out just a little behind her. Papa looks dashing in his tails and top hat.

Together they had four children- two boys and two girls, of whom my mum is the second child-, lived in three countries- India, Pakistan, and Kenya-, were expats and then foreign-returns, Portuguese and then Indian, spoke several languages including English, Konkani, Swahili, and what my grandmother referred to as Hindustani, had many trades, held and loved eight grandchildren (the ninth came after Mummy passed away), and built a home that welcomed family and friends from all parts of the world.

Mummy passed away about fifteen years ago. A year before that, she and Papa celebrated 50 years of being married. Papa stuck around for a few more years, and was four years short of becoming a centenarian when he passed away.

They were awesome. They made us feel loved. They fed us. They told us stories. They looked after my sister, me, and all our little cousins whenever it was necessary. I know they were fallible human beings, but they did their best to make up for it.

P.S. Mummy- I know you preferred Grandma as your honorific, but some habits die hard even 15 years later.


Day 77: Pick a garment and elaborate the care instructions in verse

Day 75 100words100days Live long and prosper- a blessing or a curse?

Live long and prosper, said the man with the funny ears, holding his hand up in what I hope was not some vulgar sign, before he vanished before my eyes in a ray of what I can only describe as light of some supernatural kind.

Fifty years later, and I am still alive, while all my friends and family- those I was close kin to- have passed on.

I live in a beautiful large house- one that is almost a castle- bought with money I made by the sweat of my brow.

I have lived long, and I have prospered and continue to prosper, but to what end?

My life is shallow, hollow, incomplete.

If the man ever comes back, I will tell him to change his parting words. I think something along the lines of “Be happy” would be most appropriate.


Day 76: Write the story of your grandparents (fiction/non-fiction)

Day 74: A series of limericks about 1st world problems

I don’t know how it came to be:

There’s a leaf out of place on this tree.

It seems rather savage

To not shape all foliage.

Have you not heard of topiary?


There once was some food on a plate.

It was not at all well-arranged.

The presentation was hardly


It might as well have been torched by a flame.


I don’t know how I’ll get through today:

I don’t have FB or BBM or email.

My Whatsapp’s not workin,

My LinkedIn is shirkin-

How will I ignore those I hate?


I know this sounds mean but it’s true-

Some countries just don’t know what to do

When their citizens are unhappy-

They should discuss what is crappy.

Now agree or I might shoot you.


Yes, I know the last one is a wee bit stereotypical.

It also occurs to me that all the First-World problems I’ve come up with are rather superficial. Surely those who think they are more advanced have some profound thoughts as well?


A citizen of the “developing” world

Day 75: Live long and prosper- a blessing or a curse?

Day 73 100words100days write an ode to a commonplace object

O wonderful and omniscient smart phone!

I can count on you in my times of need

You are my comfort when I am alone

My troubles are dispersed by the light from your screen.

If I were so unlucky as to not have you

My life would be devoid of meaning

I would not remember what I have to do

Like paying bills and sending out greetings.

You aren’t that slim, but I don’t really mind

Because size doesn’t matter to me

You answered my call when I was in a bind-

That’s how I went from Samsung to LG.


Day 74: A series of limericks about 1st world problems

Day 72 100words100days Write a cutesy recipe (like the ones out there for Love, etc.)

A recipe for a healthy, solid, lasts-a-lifetime kind of friendship


2 individuals

A heap of common interests (or, if this is not available, a common friend with whom both have strong ties, or a common enemy whom both detest with the same vehemence)

A liberal dose of tolerance, tempered with a healthy helping of truthfulness

A couple of cubes of empathy

Five drops of tact extract

A cup of refined Love, from which all to nearly all physical desire has been removed


Set the two individuals on a tray. Remove a piece of each one’s soul and place it in the other’s body.

Apportion the remaining ingredients equally between the two. Be very careful about this, because if there is an imbalance, the friendship will not be a healthy one.

Place the tray in an oven, and allow the individuals to bake together till the aroma of the friendship fills the air.

Make sure not to keep opening the oven door as this will result in a half-baked friendship, and the soul pieces will wither and die.

Also ensure that the friends are taken out of the oven at the same time, and are kept together in a warm place, or the friendship will cool.


Day 73: write an ode to a commonplace object

Day 71 100words100days Write about one religious topic ( but not a controversial one)

Ramadan Kareem.

In case you aren’t aware, today is the first day of the lunar month of Ramadan during which Muslims fast from sunrise to sunset. It ends with Eid al Fitr, which falls around mid-July this year.

Fasting seems to be an important part of the three major religions: many Christians observe Lent, which is followed by the celebration of Easter, and many Hindus observe Shravan, which ends, in Goa, with the celebration of Ganesh Chaturthi.

The reasons for fasting are numerous: to obtain blessings, to expiate sins, to discipline the body and mind, to respect resources whether scanty or plentiful, to build communities by bringing people together and reducing distractions.

Each religion has a set of requirements for its adherents to follow: Catholics refrain from eating meat during Lent, Muslims do not eat during hours of daylight, Hindus stay away from fish, chicken, and eggs.

Each religion also has certain groups who won’t follow all the rules, just some of them. (For instance, I don’t give up meat during Lent, because I rarely eat it anyway. Instead it’s chocolate or Facebook time, or something else that isn’t really necessary for my survival.)

People who are fasting are also encouraged to pray more.

And there I shall end before I say something that can be misconstrued as being non-PC.


Day 72: Write a cutesy recipe (like the ones out there for Love, etc.)

Day 70 100words100days: Write a mystery in which the words ‘silver’, ‘pen’ and ‘green’ all play a prominent role

“Uncle Ted’s been murdered!”

“What! That’s absurd- I saw him just yesterday at the farmers market!”

“No, but it’s true. Mummy sent me a Whatsapp picture of  him in his chair. It’s rather gruesome- his head is lolling on one shoulder, there’s drool in a dribble down his sweater, and his eyes are glassy and wide open, like he was shocked to see his killer. The police are all of a dither trying to figure it out- they think he might have been poisoned”

“Why don’t you show the picture to my Aunt Mabel? She’s got this uncanny knack for figuring things out.”

Young Ted turned slowly to the oldish lady sitting in the next pew. She smiled at him serenely, a veritable Downton-dowager Maggie Smith.

She took the phone from him with age-spotted hands along which rope-like blue veins ran like ship’s rigging. With two dainty fingers she zoomed into the picture of the deceased Ted.

“Oh my dear,” she said softly. “I am so sorry for your loss. But your uncle wasn’t killed. The police are right though- he was poisoned. Do you see? No? Let me explain: last night was quite windy. The window opposite your uncle’s desk was open, and you an see how the wind has messed things up. It looks like there is an unfinished note on the blotter. He obviously took a break to get something to eat. Don’t look so uncertain, dear. It says so in his note. When he came back, the wind had blown his papers around, so he sat heavily upon his chair with frustration. He didn’t realise that his silver pen had fallen, nib up, into a gap in the chair. When he sat on it, the nib stabbed him, and the green ink- which is probably an older and possibly highly toxic variety- got into his bloodstream, poisoning him.”

Young Ted stared at Aunt Mabel.

“Grandfather had given Uncle Ted his antique silver pen”, he said slowly “and Uncle Ted recently bought what he claimed was ink from Napoleon’s escritoire-in-exile. We thought someone had ripped him off…”

Aunt Mabel patted young Ted on the arm. “There, there, dear. Go tell the police they ought to do a tox screen for any poisons that might be found in 19th century ink. And tell them to look for a bruise or small discoloration on one of your uncle’s thighs.”

When young Ted had left, Aunt Mabel’s niece turned to her and said “Aunt Mabel, I think you should right a book.”

Aunt Mabel’s face was sphinx-like. “Do you know, my dear- I think I shall.”


Day 71: Write about one religious topic ( but not a controversial one)

Your summer reading list: 70+ book picks from TED speakers and attendees

Looks like I have quite a bit of reading to do this Ramadan…

TED Blog

TED_Summer_Reading_2015The tables in bookstores can be overwhelming: Every book cover looks appealing, every blurb glows with praise. Sometimes, you just need a recommendation from a human, someone you trust. Below, 10 members of the TED community — with very different points of view — share the books they think you’ll enjoy this summer. Their selections are wonderfully untethered to new releases and bestsellers, with a little something for everyone.

David Eagleman and TED
Mind-bending fiction, picked by David Eagleman

David Eagleman is a neuroscientist whose sensory vest may just expand the limits of human perception. But this TED speaker is also a writer  — of both fiction (his Sum: Forty Tales from the Afterlives has been translated into 28 languages) and nonfiction (Incognito: The Secret Lives of the Brain was a bestseller). His recommendations highlight mind-bending fiction:

Labyrinths by Jorge Luis Borges. “An inspiration that never runs out of batteries for me…

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Day 69 100words100days Having an eco-friendly wedding in India


So you’ve decided to get married.

How lovely. Congratulations to both of you and your family.

How many people are on your guest list? 300? This is not Sparta, my dear. This is a wedding. You need to invite at least 500 of your closest family and friends to make it a proper occasion.

But you also need to preserve the Earth for the babies that will inevitably come into being following your grand union celebration.

A few simple things you can do:

1. Don’t use thermocol-anythings. That means no confetti. No centrepiece. No non-biodegradable decoration. (Try something repurposed, like a cardboard form, perhaps?)

2. Reusable cutlery and crockery is best. If you can’t find a caterer who has the required numbers of hard stuff, use leaf plates. Banana or pressed leaves? That’s up to you.

3. Can your guests use public transport to travel to and from the venue (of the religious ceremony and or the partay)? Can you organise a bus or bullock cart to ferry them around?

4. Firecrackers are pretty and help draw attention to the goings-on, but they also cause air pollution and noise pollution. Say no to gonnalls

5. E-vites are not tacky, no matter what some old-fashioned folk think. A facebook invite is fine if it isn’t a tres formal do. Even if it is- it’s your wedding, do what you want!

6. Let people know what you want, or re-gift items that you aren’t interested in. Make sure you send out thank you emails before the re-gifting.

7. Enjoy local in-season cuisine at your bachelorette or sangeet or (insert pre-wedding ritual). It’ll taste better.

8. For heavens’ sake, don’t do takeaways. They don’t serve an earthly purpose except, perhaps, the collection and generation of dust.

9. Choose an appropriate time of the day and year to get married. If you hate the heat, the summer months are out of the question. If you can’t bear the cold, don’t go to the north of the country, or the Ghats (and other hill ranges) during winter.


Day 70: Write a mystery in which the words ‘silver’, ‘pen’ and ‘green’ all play a prominent role