For those of you who’ve been reading my yarns regularly, you’d have noticed that I’m all over the place.  What started off as ‘A Planters Tales’ has now reached a stage where I am having to dig deep into my memory to share what, in my personal view, despite having...

        Shortly after I completed my master’s and got my first job at the Intercontinental Hotel in Delhi and feeling chuffed at receiving my first salary, my Mum having pitched in by digging into her meagre savings to make her son mobile, I became the proud owner of...

Upfront I concede that mine is somewhat of a strange habit, one which harks back to and is thanks to our 5-year stint in Colombo. After we relocated to SL, carrying on from what she had been doing in Dubai, Kitty had not given up her teaching job and was working in...

In my last blog, having shared with you a dose of my dad’s volcanic temper, I’m moving on from the hapless Dr. Mukund Lal, leaving that gentleman behind, scurrying for cover. Barring those few and far between instances when my father would erupt, most of the time he...