Posts from the humour category.
The first thing you should know is this: I didn’t intend to laugh at 1:17 a.m. on a weekday. But there I was, trying to be a responsible adult, and suddenly snorting into my pillow because a fictional python named Bertrand decided to make his displeasure known. If you’ve ever had a book ambush your sanity at an ungodly hour, you’ll know the exact flavour of joy I’m talking about. And that’s the pe...
There are days that taste like heartbreak — metallic and cold — and there are days that smell of rain-soaked second chances. The Do-Over by Lynn Painter lives somewhere between the two, looping endlessly in that bittersweet space where pain and hope take turns holding your heart.I still remember my first Lynn Painter read — Better Than the Movies — a warm, quirky rom-com that made me believe in th...
There’s something oddly satisfying about watching chaos simmer — in a test tube or a kitchen. Lessons in Chemistry by Bonnie Garmus captures that messy alchemy of life, science, and womanhood with a spark that refuses to be contained. It’s the kind of book that arrives wearing a lab coat but hides a rebellious smile underneath — equal parts thought experiment and emotional explosion.Bonnie Garmus,...
There’s a peculiar kind of madness that only Mumbai can offer — the kind that smells like rain on asphalt, sounds like a thousand horns arguing at once, and feels like hope stubbornly pushing through chaos. Vrushali Samant’s Madness in Mumbai: When Forty Gets Naughty bottles that madness, shakes it up with heartbreak, humour, and heat — and hands it to you with a wink. It’s fizzy, messy, and utter...
There’s a certain sound that belongs only to India during election season. It isn’t the speeches or the drumbeats, not even the loudspeakers strapped to auto-rickshaws blaring promises into the summer heat. It’s laughter — wry, exasperated, sometimes bitter, sometimes uncontrollable — the kind that erupts when reality feels too absurd to be real. That’s the sound Amitabh D. Sarwate bottles in Bark...
Last night, I found myself grinning at a plate of hot chapatis on the dinner table, and I’ll tell you why. I had just finished Tales Between Tastes by Karan Puri, and suddenly even that humble chapati looked like it might be plotting an adventure of its own. That’s the sort of mischief this book leaves you with — it sneaks into your everyday and makes the ordinary shimmer with possibility.Puri, wh...
After 3 years, I took a train ride - and ended up collecting characters instead of just memories.New blog up in the category Eat, Sleep, Travel – Reviews on my website - “12135 PUNE NAGPUR EXP”Give it a read when you want a window seat into routine people and their unintentional comedy - https://jaeeblogscom.wordpress.com/2025/05/18/12135-pune-nagpur-exp/ Would love to know what you think ✍️Blog p...
So, I saw this video about a guy playing a piano, when a woman walks in to sing. The piano man (let’s call him that and it has nothing to do with the song) looks at the woman, shakes his hand in abject disappointment and leaves abruptly leaving the woman surprised—embarrassed even—and gingerly walk off, looking around in disbelief. Even the spectators are captured on the hidden camera, showed shoc...