As we near 21st March, Ratimai tends to get mushy. “Darab, remember how we said ‘Pasand-e Kardim’ (the Parsi equivalent of ‘I do’) forty-three years ago, just on the very happy day of Jamshedji Navroz? “Harrumph!” reacted Darabsha. “Why the ‘harrumphing’? There is nothing to be grumpy about! ’Tis the season of plenty! Plenty of…
– Mithuben Petit And Zarin Daruwala – [otw_shortcode_info_box border_style=”bordered” css_class=”boxed”] This is a tribute to two less known Parsi women – one from an aristocratic, family – a daughter of a Baronet; and the other – born in a humble, Parsi family. Both achieved greatness – one despite her wealthy family background, the other despite her humble…
What’s in a word? Simply this… a mélange of consonants and vowels, all put together in a pattern to form a word. Words come together to form a sentence. A senten—-oops here I go preachy, preachy. When it comes to anything to do with a language or literature, mainly English, the teacher and lecturer in…
You may eat Michelin star cuisine, ’tis sure to be very good, but the portion is usually petit and the bill – astronomical! Not something for daily diet unless you’re Tata or Trump or a Texan Billionaire. On the other hand, street food is great – anywhere and everywhere! Be it vada or vada-pau, known…
It is that “Lark’s on the wing, Snail’s on the thorn; God’s in His heaven – All’s right with the world” sort of day. Poet Burns must have been feeling just the I was, on this beautiful morn. I had met my brother-in-law Jamsu. Not a very pleasurable occasion. But he was at the bank…
When some teachers, a preachers, a bankers, a dentist, an engineer and an assortment of Parsis get together under a spreading tamarind tree, what have we? A ‘Pandemonium of Parsis’, hereafter referred to as the PoP! I just cannot think of a better collective noun for aapra Bawajis than ‘Pandemonium of Parsis’, which is also…
Is there a doctor in the house, your house? Yes, there is. Rather, there are… two docs! My niece – a consulting pediatrician and her hubby – a hepatologist (liver transplant specialist). Both are lovely, living the good life in the UK with their two sons. All is hunky-dory. But that is not enough, now…
Over a decade ago it was felt that the community was getting only one-sided news, the news and views of the orthodox members of the community. An all-round, fair, ortho-liberal type of journalism was needed. Hence, Parsi Times was born. On 30th April, 2011 (Mah Adar, Roj Daepmeher), Parsi residents woke up to the ‘Truth-Delivered’…
When things become old, we replace them with something new… a blitzkrieg of advertisements catch our eye, tempting and luring us to buy the new and dispose the old. We then boast about new purchases… “My triple door fridge,” or “our ultra-modern music-system.” Alas, soon, markets get inundated with newer, better and more advanced versions…
Be it Eve or Indira or Elizabeth… or then Joan of Arc or Jhansi ki Rani or Malala or those magnificent Parsi women of Variav… these were all strong women. A woman, is as Maggie Lindemann puts it: “I’m more than just a picture, I’m a daughter and a sister; Sometimes it’s hard for me…
“Twas lights, bright lights all the way, With festivities mixed in the path like mad.” The year was 1950. The day – 26th January. There were celebrations rife everywhere. The Constituent Assembly of India became the Parliament of India, under the transitional provisions of the new constitution, and Dr. Rajendra Prasad became the first President…