Latest Quacks
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BAD DATES CLUB: WHY I WROTE IT
Biological clocks were ticking; hairlines were receding; we had no time for dating games. And yet, there were games. So many games.
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CONFESSIONS OF A YOGA GIRL
we were doing leg circles when a man farted so loudly that it disturbed my inner peace for days.
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THE RESURRECTION OF THE EASTER BUNNY
“Oh! I should come as the Easter Bunny!’
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THE PEOPLE WE MEET IN RESORTS: A TRIP TO THE MALDIVES
We watched in awe as the husband emerged from the sea with his new wife on his shoulders.


