The 21st century is of the rise of the machines and the fall of human independence: a time when parents play with mobile phone and children grow up neglected. These stories are about not just one gadget but every plastic box that we have made our best companion and which has made us forget that machine is made for man, not the other way round. Writes Meenakshi Makkar.
All three of us sat in a rickshaw. For the eldest, it had been a means of transport for long; for the middle-aged, it was an old-world charm; and for the youngest, it was an object of mystery and wonder. Writes Suchita Malik
Poetry came out of the rhythmic drumming on the tin roof of my neighbour’s house; the shadow of grey clouds covered the ungainly houses that were constructed without any architectural expertise; the ticklish soft wind floated around announcing the coming of rain in my village. Writes Yuvika Grewal
Murder. That was the first thought in my hyperactive mind when I saw our office having been turned into a fortress. I'd been stopped and asked for my antecedents four times within a distance of 200 metres. There was tension in the air. Swarms of cops, rifles in hand, got denser and denser. Something was really wrong. Writes Aarish Chhabra.
My nearly-five daughter has raised the banner of revolt. She wants total control of her 'golak' (piggy bank), which is getting heavier and heavier by the day. The defiant child has even set up the HGMC (Household Golak Management Committee), appointing herself as its president-cum-general secretary. Writes Vikramdeep Johal.
The demand for one rank one pension (OROP) was accepted by the previous government and a provision of Rs.
500 crore was made in the interim budget. The new government, stating its intention to implement the demand many times, has also provided for it in the regular budget. Writes Mandeep Singh Bajwa
If you can for a brief moment or two shut your eyes....and then proceed to imagine a yellow bill playing upon a golden harp. The harp as the rays of sunrise shafting through a stand of Rubinia trees and the Blue whistling thrush as the musician nibbling at the strings. Writes Vikram Jit Singh
This fortnight PBN wants to draw your attention to a very crucial issue which is one of the leading causes of death in the state of Punjab. After all the intent of Punjabi by Nature (PBN) has always been to challenge the status quo and if the column hasn’t been thought provoking enough then I reckon it has failed its call of duty. Writes Khushwant Singh
“Surds and birds are born flyers,” remarked the instructor as an encouragement when I was finding it difficult to hover the helicopter during training. Having acquired the stiffness of the army in drills and parades over the years, it was not easy becoming a flyboy and learning to fly by the ‘feel of pants’ rather than the procedures of manoeuvre. Writes Col HP Singh (retd)
The Sikh community and the country at large have been pushed into a needless and dangerous crisis by the Congress government in Haryana. Haryana chief minister Bhupinder Singh Hooda has got a law enacted through the state Vidhan Sabha to break up the democratically elected and highest religious body of the Sikhs. Writes Parkash Singh Badal
The hope of “achhe din” is fast fading for the defence fraternity. The babudom has once more flummoxed the political executive. The very essence of “one rank, one pension (OROP)” is being reinterpreted to the soldier’s great disadvantage. Writes Lt Gen Harwant Singh (retd).
The other day Pinky, donning the perpetual distressed look on her face, paid me a surprise visit, as is her wont. She must be having at least four or five phones, including the handsets of family members, at her disposal, but still will not use them for such trivial purposes and how I hate surprises! Writes Parambir Kaur.
We all have hopes and aspirations regarding what we want to be when we grow up. It may have something to do with our families, an occupation coming down for generations or we may nurse a burning desire from childhood to be a pilot, scientist, teacher or artist. Nowadays, there are as many career options as there are colleges and universities. From a curator to a forensic expert, masseur to a gemologist, event manager to a motivational speaker, we hear of and wonder at the bewildering gamut of choices available. Pallavi Singh writes
I consider myself lucky that I was born in the holy city of Amritsar that was founded by the fourth guru of Sikhs, Sri Guru Ram Das. I visit the Golden Temple daily. I get up much earlier than the sunrise, take a quick bath and a swift walk, to and fro — a distance of 10 kms. Writes Rameshinder Singh Sandhu
It was not after a film shooting but during a dental operation that pack-up was called. It was not a director but a doctor who called it. Years ago, after root-canal therapy, I had sat on the advice to get a crown put over the treated tooth and, as a result, first lost a part of it and then all of it that was visible, leaving only the hidden fragments. Writes Rama Kashyap