Your Parents dont love as much as you think they love you

I realise most of my perceptions about relationships are shaped by Bollywood. Growing up, when you have a father from the silent generation (Yes, people born between 1925-1935 were known as the silent generation) and an alcoholic mother who was always passed out. You try to make sense of the world through popular culture. I have in my earlier blog post hinted at the grey areas of my perception of women....

October 22, 2021 · 2 min · Manoj Nayak

A small-town girl drives guys in our building crazy

She was from a smaller town, but she created a romantic stir when she came to our house in Mumbai. Something about her radiated warmth and besides, she was good-looking. Tall, beautiful and she resembled an actress of that time named Jaya Prada. She lived with us for a few years, I don’t remember how many precisely. All I remember is that she drove the guys in our building crazy. There were love letters being dropped in from the upstairs balcony via a thread, through the letterbox hole, and even hand-delivered....

May 27, 2021 · 2 min · Manoj Nayak

Ganesh Chaturthi was the happiest time of my childhood

Of all the festivals, I loved the Ganesh Festival most in my childhood. We lived on the 3rd floor. But on the 2nd floor lived this gentleman named “Sonavane” (I may be wrong about the last name, it’s been almost 35/40 years now). Mr-Sonawane had 2 boys. They did not live with their father, but the 2 boys and their [[mother]] both lived in Pune. But during Ganpati Festival, Mr Sonavane’s 2 children used to come to Mumbai to visit Ganesh Festival as their father had been hosting Ganesh Murthi at their home for years,...

September 12, 2020 · 2 min · Manoj Nayak

What it is like growing without a mother

Yesterday, I attended a talk at the Tata literature festival on “ Writing as a Catharsis”. The panelist were Avni Doshi who has just released her debut novel “The girl in white cotton” which is about a complex relationship between mother and daughter. Then there was Istavan Voros and David Vann whose father committed suicide when he was just 13. David went on to write a novel about his father’s suicide but ended up committing suicide himself (in the novel of-course)....

November 18, 2019 · 5 min · Manoj Nayak