The Day I wept at a Confessional


The year was 1999. I was 16 years old and in the 11th grade. And for the majority of Indian kids who had stumbled into the Science stream like me, this also meant the year that our parents would impose the dreaded entrance coaching classes upon us. One name reigned supreme in Kerala’s entrance coaching world – P.C.Thomas. You had either heard…

Once upon a Headache


“Can sharks fly?” “No they can’t” “Can dogs vomit?” “Yes they can.” “Can a robot cry?” (Sighs) ” I am not sure.” “When is my birthday?” “You know it’s next week.” “Can you carry me?” “Why?” “Does your head hurt? ” “Stevie please no more questions. I have a headache.” “I go get medicine.” Returns…