Category: Tellicherry

Facts and Fiction, Humor, Issues in India, Ooty, P U Krishnan, Politics in India, Tellicherry

Gone are those days…

“Friends, Comrades; this is the first time I am visiting this beautiful little town. We felt as if the almighty had appeared before us in response to our continuous prayers. Minutes before he began his speech, we had welcomed him with a loud “Pandit Nehru Ki Jai” slogan. This happened in the late 50s when …

Facts and Fiction, Humor, Issues in India, Ooty, P U Krishnan, Short Stories, Tellicherry

The cup that cheers!

It is always over a cup of coffee, right from the word ‘go’…. That is, when you get up in the morning. When you are racking your brain for an apt word or an idea, the Coffee does the trick. When you have an unexpected guest at an odd hour, and you are stuck up …

Cricket, Facts and Fiction, Humor, Ooty, P U Krishnan, Short Stories, Tellicherry

All is well that ends well

“Come on guys… Eat your fill”, said Suren, taking out a tenner from his pocket. Humming an obscene song, Karun led us to our favourite coffee stall. “Boy, it is not a toddy shop… mind you”, I told him. “Do you want me to sing Bajagovindam?”, Karun retorted. On seeing us, the waiter brought coffee …

Facts and Fiction, Humor, Ooty, P U Krishnan, Short Stories, Tellicherry

Gift of the gab!

Viswan was not a close friend of mine but I used to visit his house very often during summer vacation, simply because there was enough space in their backyard to play cricket and badminton. There were several boys and a couple of good looking girls in that house. They invited a selected few like us …

Facts and Fiction, Humor, Ooty, P U Krishnan, Short Stories, Tellicherry

Give something and get something!

Regunath was one of our family friends and a frequent visitor to our house. Known for his Pranks and cruel jokes, he was intelligent too. One morning he called at our house and said, “Get me a pen… Quick”. “What’s the matter?” I asked him while giving him a pen; but he simply rolled his …

Cricket, Facts and Fiction, Humor, Ooty, P U Krishnan, Short Stories, Tellicherry

“Boy Borde… Angel Borde…”

There were no trains or buses between 2pm and 4pm to our town from our college which was nearly 3 miles away from the town, and since I had skipped the afternoon classes, I had to walk all the way. But, at that moment, it was not the long distance which bothered me because an …