Thoughts About Our Youth Having heard the speech delivered by Dr. Adil Malia at Sanjan on Sanjan Day – it felt heartening and optimistic. He emphasized how the Zoroastrian religion would thrive despite some of the doomsday prophets’ bleak outlook. This set me thinking about the continuity of Zoroastrianism well beyond pessimistic pronouncements of some…
Today is the sixty-third day of my vacation at home. It is almost the equal number of days that my ears have been blitzed with the same old complain – telephonically of course – of being imprisoned at home by many of my family and friends. Ask any politician, any fraudster, any crook about their…
When I was just a little boy, Mumbai was called Bombay. Bombay the beautiful, it was the ‘Urbs Prima in Indis’ and rightly so. It was green, it was clean. There were footpaths to walk on and the roads were for vehicles. It was Bombay upto Mahim, and Bandra was the suburb. Buildings were old…
I had just written the above title and had gone to relieve myself when I heard a scream, “Darabshaaaa!” Normally, my wife Ruttie lets out such a scream when she comes across a cockroach or some such vermin, but this scream sounded in bold fonts, so I realized I was in trouble. I hurried to…
The end-result of all things evil is always good. This paradox is, to an extent, similar to the prevailing ‘Lockdown’ situation. My wife and I are keeping a happy distance and our verbal exchanges verge almost on civility! Good, isn’t it? Her cooking has improved, not à la Godiwalla, but one looks forward to her…
Pilgrimage, Homage And Happy Moments! It was that happy time of the week, the Sunday morning when God is in Heaven and all’s right with the world. I was at the table contemplating upon the plate of two lovely sunny golden orbs resting upon a cloud of white, a dollop of Vasanu (I always…
I remember the first Republic Day of India quite vividly, rather as vividly as then a boy of five could. It was frenzied – I could not understand what the hullaballoo was all about. The word ‘Republic’ meant very little, rather almost next to nothing to me, but I found the mood every-where jubilant. It…
My happy memories about journalism go back to my childhood and my encounter with Homi Mistry, the deputy editor with Blitz. His boss was the legendary investigative journalist Rusi Karanjia and I bumped into him when I was just fourteen. We shared a cuppa that day and many more later… I do not think I…
February 14 is celebrated the world over as ‘Mush Day’, also known as the Feast of Saint Valentine Valentine’s Day or more popularly, simply, Valentine’s Day. It celebrates one of the noblest of all the human emotions and virtues – Love. Indeed a foul-word, but so sweet, so noble. Soft to hear, neither gross nor…
Zoroastrian Prayer Hall At Pune It is indeed heartening to learn that the dreams of so many of once-Zoroastrians can be fulfilled and now they can return to the Zoroastrian fold and have the solace for praying in front of the community fire. It is indeed a bit of nitpicking to gloat or ridicule saying that it…
[otw_shortcode_info_box border_style=”bordered” css_class=”boxed”]As the year draws to an end, one is often bound to reflect on the days gone by. PT Writer, Dara Khodaiji, recounts more than the year gone by, taking us back a few decades to provide a fun, reminiscent read for our readers, in his inimitable jocular-and-wise style![/otw_shortcode_info_box] . I have often…