Old BMC Articles

How often do you feel ancient while talking to the next generation? Well, with a teenager ‘bopping’ around, it’s an everyday occurrence for me. (What… Read More »How ‘Not’ To Talk To Teenagers.

There they sit, staring at me, from the corner of the room, while I run around from one chore to another. I can feel the… Read More »Lover’s Tiff.

“Jaadon ki narm dhoop aur aangan mein let kar Aankhon pe kheench kar tere daaman ke saaye ko Aundhe pade rahen kabhi karwat liye huye!”… Read More »Gulzar Saab and Me

Not everything is black and white in life. It’s always the grey in between that’s more interesting, realistic, relatable. That’s why Mahabharata is my favourite… Read More »Mrutyunjay

You wake up to the smell of coffee and firewoodIn a haze of memories and nostalgia. The first glow of the morning sun,The distant chime… Read More »Winter Mornings

Ira came home after a long day at work. As she plopped her bag on the side table, the pile of unopened mail caught her… Read More »Life

The soft sea breeze blew wisps of curly hair across her face – her once beautiful face. She was never beautiful in the worldly sense.… Read More »New Beginnings

One look in the mirror, and I knew, I should refrain from stepping on the weighing scale for the foreseeable future. I could deal with… Read More »Girlfriends

Ah, the lure of ‘One day!’Hoping things will be betterTomorrow will be yet another day Pinning our hopes on the morrowDreaming of a life we… Read More »One Day

Raghav had a new neighbour. Gayatri had shifted just a couple of days back. Given that his wife and he loved to host, they’d called… Read More »The Hamster Wheel