The term “Time-Pass” is a casual, colloquial expression that refers to any activity done to simply “pass the time”, usually without much purpose, goal or seriousness behind it. It is what you do to keep yourself occupied or entertained with nothing better going on, filling a moment with something mildly enjoyable or distracting with those light, easy stuff that do not demand deep thought or commitment.
A tiny, crinkly paper cone of peanuts, usually with the shell still intact (boiled in salt water, roasted or just raw) is officially called “Time-Pass” in most parts of the country. It is about the slow, satisfying ritual of shelling and munching them, stretching those empty minutes, doing absolutely nothing, while, oddly, feeling mildly entertained and accomplished.
Each unshelled peanut in this book- “Whose Father’s What Goes?”, offers when opened, everything that you need for that moment of “Time-Pass” – a light hearted read with bite sized, funny and laughable snippets, anecdotes, stories, observations and more varying from personal and corporate landscape covering global colleagues, cars and cabs, burglars, goof ups, budgets, animals, children and a host of other topics, each with their own unique, wacky and quirky tales, flavoured with wit, wisdom and humour.
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Vipik Daara
VIPIK DAARA is your guide to the delightful art of “Time-Pass”, transforming life’s fleeting moments into a vibrant tapestry of anecdotes, stories, titbits, and other delightful distractions, as showcased in his book: “Whose Father’s What Goes?”. With a knack for capturing the humor in everyday chaos, be it a colleague’s gaffe, a cab driver’s yarn, a family’s quirky tale or even just unusual things observed, the author serves up tales as addictive as cracking open and munching unshelled peanuts. Each of his stories are bite-sized escapes, perfect for those moments when you just want to kick back and grin. When not scribbling these light-hearted gems, Vipik is likely eavesdropping on life’s absurdities, jotting notes for the next tale. Join him for a breezy read that makes passing time a pure, unpretentious joy.
