Aapro Cyrus Broacha, the Brand Ambassador of Humour, is back to trigger unlimited giggles and guffaws, with his hilarious take on the once-famous ‘PARSI OLYMPICS’!!! – in our exclusive column, ‘Cyrus The (Not So) Great!’ New Year is all very well, but we must remember one of the greats – our very own Pestonji Papadwala, when we enter […]
The Mandli was in a nostalgic mood and spent an entire evening discussing nursery rhymes and poems they had learnt at school. Meherbai: I first went to a Gujarati medium school, so what comes to mind are poems like, ‘Aavrey Varsaad, Gebharyo Parsaad, Ooni Ooni Rotli Aney Karela Nu Shaak’. Khadhro Keks: Meherbai, one day let’s have a karela and […]
Meherbai hosted a ‘Chai-n-pakoras’ afternoon at her house. Keks: I’m very sad because I lost thousands of rupees while doing an online net-payment. Meherwanji: Net payments are for youngsters, not for people over 80 like us. I prefer ‘good old cash’ because my Rs. 100 note can’t be hacked. If I’m robbed, I lose only 100 or 500 […]
The Mandli boys and girls (all over 80) had only one problem in life, which was, where do we enjoy our next Mandli meeting. No one ate after sunset as Meherbai had wisely taught them intermittent fasting, so dinners were out. Breakfasts, lunches and high teas had become common on weekdays. Their last trip to […]
Coomi Kaajwali was one of the last match-makers in the Parsi community. She was excellent in fixing up the perfect matches – so much so that not one couple of hers had divorced over the years. In fact, like fairy-tale endings, ‘they all lived happily ever after’. On a sultry Sunday, after a lunch of […]
As readers know, the khanar-pinar, farnar-harnar members of Meherbai’s Mandli were all over 80 years and yet enjoyed life to the hilt! This time, they decided to go for a day’s picnic to Alibaug by the Ro-Ro ferry. As soon as everyone was on the boat, religious Rutty started doing her Kasti prayers in the Havan-Geh. She had […]
. Now my uncle, Ardeshir, is bit slow. For the first 15 years of his life, he thought only Parsis lived in Maharashtra. (Who said Great idea?? Please don’t say things like that even if it makes good sense!) Of course, geographically speaking, uncle Ardeshir thought that Rustom Baug was Maharashtra. (Again, I’m telling you […]
Meherbai and Merwanji were enjoying their afternoon tea with Khari biscuits and home-made mava cakes. The fragrance of the freshly baked cakes reached the sensitive noses of their obnoxious neighbours, Jaloo and Aloo, who decided to have some under the guise of a courtesy home- visit. Merwanji answered the door since answering doors for the […]