Those Were The Days…

Those Were The Days…

[otw_shortcode_info_box border_style=”bordered” css_class=”boxed”]PT’s ace writer, Ruby Lilaowala, takes us all through a captivating journey down memory lane as she enunciates the true essence of Parsipanu as it was lived, loved and celebrated decades earlier…[/otw_shortcode_info_box] No matter what you’ve accomplished in life so far, no matter if you are male or female, rich or poor, educated…

Jeroo And Her Jeans

My fashionable friend, Jeroo, can get pretty emotionally attached to certain items in her wardrobe even if she knows that she is not likely to wear them for the next twenty years. Hence it bugs her terribly when hubby Jhangoo tells her anything about her favourite pair of jeans. Last time was the limit when…

Aaya Sawan Jhoom Ke!

Aaya Sawan Jhoom Ke!

Of all the seasons, the monsoon is the best, in spite of the flooded roads, railway tracks, traffic jams and telephone lines being ‘katti’ with you. It’s the most audible of all seasons with an entire gamut of ‘dhoom-dhadakas’ of thunder, savage winds lashing out at trees and making them sway like the ‘sega’ dancers…