Freekick

Humour column at Yentha.com.

A minister for an uncle

I divided the rice into two heaps. “Uncle, this is my great great grandmother and that,” pointing to the heap of rice on my plantain leaf, but towards his side, “is your grandmother.” Too ungrandmotherly a shape, he could only nod at the heap of rice I pushed towards him. “This. My grandmother.”  “Yes! Your grandmother.” With that settled, I was now busy delineating relations with the rest of the rice. From the corner of my eyes I could see Divya sitting at the far … Continue reading

Never trust a fan especially if he’s your bedridden uncle

“You do a great job, mole. These days, I cannot think of going to bed without checking what you have posted in your facebook,” uncle’s eyes welled up. So were Divya’s. “I do it out every half an hour. You’re irresistible with your posts. How do you find time for all this!” My uncle was too weak lying on his bed, his words were barely audible, only his spirits were high. “You…” he could not complete it, the poor old man … Continue reading

Freekick: Not Joking this time

Life! I sighed, sat back to the old chair, and closed my eyes thinking wistfully about those days, when I could spread light by just opening my mouth. How eager my friends were to get to me just to lighten up their moods! Alas, the muse had left me forever. My fingers perambulated through my beard that had already started turning grey. Not just beard, I looked around, everything had begun to turn a pallid grey in my world. This … Continue reading

When all the Universe Conspires against a Dieter

Never knew food is like smoke, drink, other bad habits. You get company only as long as you stick yourself to the fool’s end of those things. Announce the decision to quit at your own peril. See what music I faced when I said I was going to diet: 1) Damn! You are not serious! 2) You are not a fatty! I was only joking last week. 3) Ha, ha…how many times have we heard this song! Manu, dont you remember … Continue reading