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Continue reading →: The unbearable greatness of BE-ing (apologies to Milan Kundera)
Circa 1993, I joined an engineering course in Bombay University. Because, well, that’s the least any self-worthy TamBrahm had to do if he hadn’t cracked the JEE. Doing anything else, like, say, a graduation in science or Arts (Oh! Murugaa!), would have been an insult to all the curd-rice and…
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Continue reading →: Go forth! You have the Visa power
For the hundredth time I tell my cousin that there is no place for him in the car going to the airport. With five people – my sister, brother-in-law, my parents and me – in the car, some of the baggage will have to be placed on our laps anyways.…
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Continue reading →: An ode to being a corporate Muddle Manager
Feverishly editing the eight-hundred and twenty-fifth version of the review presentation, hopefully (and ironically) titled ‘reviewmeetingfinalfinal_5.ppt’, I was stuck with an epiphany that made me look at corporate life with new eyes. The rush of blood in your veins making you stand many inches taller, the feeling of being firmly…





