This is the first time that I am posting a ‘Miracle of the Day’ with a title. But actually the point is that when I was thinking about writing this particular memory in the blog, the name came to me instantly. So, here it is. Also I dedicate this to someone… I dont know who but that is what makes the post even more interesting. This is not a miracle of the time that I usually write about but actually it is a sweet memory that I shared with someone and I wanted to relish it forever, so I am posting it on my blog. So, well, I was in…

  This is a very small and tiny thing that touched my heart in a big way. My parents and I went for dinner with some of my father’s office friends. There was this wonderful singer who would play old hindi songs on the piano and sing them. His voice was magic. You could bet that he is not singing and there is someone playing the songs somewhere. He was that good. And his choice of songs was wonderful as well. We often go to the restaurant that we had gone to and everytime I hear this man sing, the enchantment just deepens. I wish that someday I would have…

Now I am really not so sure about the date but this will be the one I would put my maximum bets upon. So well, while writing my last blog entry, I remembered one other incident with some other junior of mine that was similar. Initially I thought I could write it there only as a special note but then I thought, this incident is also special enough to have it’s own special place. There is a boy called Shashwat and he is really sweet. I have known him for a couple of months only. Though he is my junior but well, I am not a very good person at…

  I recall that just the other day, when my friend – Sanjana and I were leaving the office to go home and the office – bus service wasn’t up. Initially we didn’t know that the bus wouldn’t operate that day and so, we waited for some time. Finally, we decided to take an auto. During the waiting period, Sanjana pointed to another bus waiting nearby. It was a normal tourist bus and had the two of us been in our hostel region, we wouldn’t have given a second thought about boarding the bus or asking for lift. But we were not in Nainital. We were in Delhi or to…