Redefining Life - Recreating meanings

                                                                                 Picture credits: creative_outlet “Grand mama! Grand mama….Good God! Nobody hears me! Are you there granny?” shouted 16 year old Rachel as she scurried through Margaret’s hallway only to find her heartily rocking in the chair, smiling from ear to ear, deeply involved in Archie comics, her all time favorite pastime. Upgrading her liberty to authority, Rachel clutched the rocking chair, snatched the book from Margret’s hands and threw her a stern look. Not so surprised Margret, tiredly sighed and spoke, “Buttercup! This is the third time in a day. I know I live across the street and I also understand I am your personal diary but I too need a break to get scribbled all over. Just allow me a couple of hours and...

                                                                                          Picture credits : Pixels.com “I invest in books and travel, brother! That’s how you collect to recollect anything here, right! Books help you know and learn; travel makes you learn and know. I do both which makes me a better “jack” of all and also “master” of some. So it’s consequential to be in demand, isn’t it?” Ananth, subtly smiled and nodded to the straightforward answer given by his long lost and just found cousin, Dr Vaidyanathan, when he casually quizzed about the constantly surging popularity of Nathan’s intellectual talks and advices in diverse fortes, across the country. In the flux of time, Nathan, who began his career as a humble professor at a profound college in ...