This whole Maoist and Naxalite thing is turning out to be too crazy. Earlier in the week I was at one of those la-di-da places in Khan Market exchanging ideas over a working lunch. Someone mentioned some thing about how someone becomes a Maoist. The simple stupid thing changed the very course ..
Since my car was stolen I’m looking at things in a new light. One of the troubled areas this incident opened up would be my take on things. For some years now my brother has been trying to convince me that I’m a cynical prick whose pastime is to go on bursting bubbles. He’s not entirely ..
I have joined a rare breed of people whose car has been stolen. No one I knew has ever lost a car. Till last week the biggest thing I ever lost was a cellphone. I really liked that cell-phone and it got stolen from the guard’s desk late at night where I was working. Yes, there are things ..
That the world is a funny place is old story now. The other day while talking to my script supervisor I was told to look at the positive more than the negative. This made me think. I always thought of myself to be a positive person, cynical, realistic to the level of sounding pessimistic ..
Have you seen how things or places that say they bring world class services to India usually show some foreigner enjoying the arrival? Doesn't this go against the very purpose of the argument? Not that I am a great fan of Mukul Keshavan's take on Indians and especially males but let's face ..