Personal narratives and funny short stories
In an exclusive, Louie, my aunt’s pet dog, spoke up on behalf of all pets on having to spend extra time with their human families during this quarantine life. They don’t seem too pleased. (As told to...
Image by NickyPe from Pixabay Image by Eduard Reisenhauer from Pixabay Nishanth S Coontoor I am a reasonable person and you should know it by now. But what kind of a crazy person wants to clean the...
Image by Steve Buissinne from Pixabay Nishanth S Coontoor I don’t know about you, but since this quarantine started, my photos have started to look like the ‘Before’ picture of a weight loss success...
Image by thedarknut from Pixabay Nishanth S Coontoor Hey there, listen up. After 7 years of working in several roles, I am going to acknowledge something I used to either laugh off or change the...
Nishanth S Coontoor Ever since the Corona virus situation escalated into a global pandemic, people have been encouraging one another to follow social distancing and stay at home. I am impressed that...
Nishanth S Coontoor Its 11.30 am on a warm, sunny Thursday morning. The ceiling fan above my bench continues its attempt to cool my otherwise stressed head. I’ve been sitting in the same spot for the...
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Nishanth S Coontoor It’s about 9.30 pm on a humid Friday in downtown Cincinnati. We are playing pool at a local watering hole. And I think I just won. Tak! “Did I just win!? Wohoo! High five!” I...
Nishanth S Coontoor “Y’all sing well, bless your heart. Y’all could be heard nine miles yonder.” “Oh shit! Oh, well.” * When Shreyas, a friend from sunny Cali ringed me up one day to tell me he wants...
Nishanth S Coontoor Tuesday, December 12, 2000. 9.45 am. Maths Period. Imagine set against a backdrop of a Fish Market. “Roll Number 24?” “Present Miss!” Random Background Talks: Kannada Homework,...
Nishanth S Coontoor When I decided to make the annual pilgrimage to the streets of Malleshwaram and Basavangudi to eat masala dosas at CTR and Vidyarthi Bhavan, I realized that, for the first time...
By Nishanth S Coontoor “How are you?” “I’m doing good. Thank you for asking.” That was, by the way, small talk. Nailed it. Like.a.Pro. But learning the art of small talk was tough and a skill I...
By Nishanth S Coontoor Its 5 pm on a Friday evening and my face-off with excel is interrupted by a text. “Party at 8 pm at the Howling. Hope you can make it!” Oh no, not an other party. We went out...
By Nishanth S Coontoor When the 6 am alarm woke me up, I was glad it was a Monday morning. I prefer work weeks to weekends. When I tell people that I dread the weekends, many laugh and conclude I am...
By Nishanth S Coontoor Growing up, when I attended weddings, I recall sitting in loud wedding halls and enquiring the names of the “uncle” and “aunty” getting married. My focus and priority was...
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