Ah yes, our very own Motormouth—what would television do without him?Or perhaps a better question—what would the nation not hear without him? Silence, maybe. A bit of peace.Possibly a complete sentence!Ever
Monday, 6th October, 2025
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Bob’s Banter
It’s a strange thing, isn’t it? You speak the truth, and they say you’ve lost your marbles. No, not gently suggest you might need a vacation, but outright declare: “You are mad!”I’ve seen it happen.
A dear old lady, after reading my piece yesterday on “Using the whip inside the temple,” wrote to me and said, “Bob, do you think our religious institutions would ever need such a cleansing?”I wrote bac-
The other day, as I was sipping my third cup of filter kaapi at a friend’s home, I was interrupted by a loud and angry television anchor, veins bulging, hair flailing, mouth firing missiles—not about corrup
Two years ago, I found myself flanked by some of the sharpest minds of our times— Gopalakrishna Gandhi, Gandhiji’s grandson, whose calm intellect could humble a storm, Vijay Amritraj, who’d volley words w
She leaned over the counter, a twinkle in her eye and a knowing smile. “It’s funny, ain’t it?” she said, wiping a glass clean. “Men only stop foolin’ around when their wallets get thin.”Well she d
We all want to live to a ripe old age, don’t we? The idea of basking in our golden years, sipping tea on a cozy verandah, and narrating tales of daring youth to grandchildren sounds delightful. But let’s fa
It’s astonishing how swiftly history fades—quicker than ink on wet paper, more transient than promises made before elections.Days after a mural commemorating the Liberation War of Bangladesh was veiled in L
Ah, the sweet scent of redevelopment!Promises of glossy new towers, luxurious amenities, and—best of all—extra square footage to boast about. Who wouldn’t be tempted?But, alas, the perfume of promise soon
Ah, Lent is here again—the season where we gleefully declare we’re giving up chocolates, social media, or coffee, only to transform into grumpy saints counting down the days to Easter. It’s a bit lik
Have you watched helicopters gliding effortlessly through the sky, their blades slicing through the air like a chef’s knife through butter. They hover, they soar, they dip gracefully—poetry in motion! From
The first time I saw a bulldozer, it was an awe-inspiring sight. A giant machine, powerful and imposing, tearing through mounds of earth with a mechanical efficiency that seemed almost hypnotic. It was a thing
It must have been quite a fire. Not the kind that warms your home on a winter night, or the one that crackles cheerfully in a bonfire. No, this was the sort of fire that had an unintended consequence—like rev-
For a small amount you can travel all around the New York subway, and even use the same ticket for the connecting bus!Because public utilities are meant to serve you - government investments to help you work ef
Justice B.R. Gavai, standing before the people of Manipur yesterday, spoke with the reassuring tone of a Supreme Court judge, “Have faith in our Constitution. The Constitution will ensure peace returns fully-
To a few top world leaders, the world seems to have transformed into a giant chessboard. With a calculated move here and a strategic gambit there, they shuffle their pieces, believing they are masters of the ga
"Did you hear? They've brought out a movie about Aurangzeb's brutality!" cried my neighbour, his eyes widening with excitement, as though the Mughal emperor was about to storm into our apartment complex."Oh won
People say machines will take over the world someday. Well, if my laptop's behavior is anything to go by, we have nothing to fear. Here's how silly that sounds:“Writers say their pen writes their articles,”-
“Are you worried about tomorrow’s cataract surgery?” asked my daughter yesterday, her voice a curious blend of concern and curiosity.“Not really,” I chuckled.“Why not?” she pressed.“Well,” I g
There I was, standing in a police station somewhere deep in Tamil Nadu, anxiously watching the officer behind the desk scribble away, “Sir, what happened?” he asked in English.I carefully explained the whol
