Caption This was a fortnightly feature on The MAG where the readers got to use their creativity and ingenuity, and add a caption to an interesting image. Unfortunately, we had to discontinue the section for a while but, now we have decided to start the section again. Take a good look at the picture, and give it a caption that you think apt. If your caption is the best, you win, and your name will be announced (with a link to your site, if you have one) on the front page of The MAG. Additionally, you also stand to win a copy of the “Nude and Other Short Stories”.

First, there was the increase in petrol prices. This rise in petrol prices led to many jokes on the social media websites but, more importantly, what it also led to was the popularity of the Diesel cars. Most people were buying Diesel cars, and anyone who was still buying a Petrol car was thought to be naive and behind-the-times. But the recent increase in the diesel prices has the potential to become a game changer for the automotive sector…

According to the Indian Constitution, no freedom is absolute. The Constitution itself makes fundamental rights enshrined therein, including right to life, subject to reasonable restrictions. Therefore, when we talk about the “absolute freedom of expression”, it has no sanction under the Indian Constitution. However, the Constitution does not solve our problem. What amounts to reasonable restriction is something subjective. At the most, it will help if a matter reaches the court and the court has to decide upon it.

A couple of years back our humble coin managed to rise to the status of contraband when it started getting smuggled to Bangladesh. These coins are supposedly melted and made into shaving blades, idols of Gods and Coin-God knows what. Some say this might have contributed to the shortage at home. The coin traders are not happy with the limited supply of coins as they are not able to meet up with the coin demand from the shopkeepers, who in turn are almost always out of change.

As I was wading through the Monday evening traffic on my way home, I happened to notice a simple yet beautiful moment at a traffic signal. To my right, was a kid sitting on the back seat of a motorbike, holding his new bicycle.

In that brief moment, as we all waited for the signal to change from red to green, I could see the glint in his eye, the anticipation, the eagerness to reach home as soon as possible and ride his new bicycle. That one look brought about a flood of memories of the good old times.