Catching up on everything from life to growth
‘Catch up on lost growth?’ asked Specky, ‘What does this mean to you?’ I pondered on the query and then said with a smile, ‘Me? I’m already over-grown from all sides… without symmetry, almost like ginger roots.’ So I wondered aloud if there was still any scope for catching up left. The next few minutes...
REDI to buy a new car? GO!
Buying a new car is no longer about going to the only showroom in your city and going round the only model you could afford and then deciding on a thin choice of colours. It is much more complex than all this. Cars from all over the world including this 1966 Ford Mustang convertible for...
An idea is an enterprise
An idea is so much like an ephemeral strand in a dream that most of us allow it to wave frantically for a while before we turn our attention to some other such wisp. Only a few manage to focus on just one strand, pick it up gingerly to give it a shape that the...
By the fans, for the fans
By the fans, for the fans We are a cricket crazy country and I remember being glued to the transistor listening to commentary for days together. That was years back of course… much before the TV made its entry to our home and certainly much before smartphones and apps appeared. Even a visit to the...
Catching up on growth
Growth isn’t always about the panic that surrounds over-weight years as the world is full of those who need to grow faster and healthier. Growth is also not always about complex charts and graphs that a manager displays on the walls of their cubicles. Though in every form it reaches us, growth gets all the...
Yep is the new magic for click addicts
There are some who are click addicts… no, I’m not one of their ilk because I let my fingers do most of the work whenever the laptop is switched on. I write. But as I said, there are some who love clicking. No doubt these click addicts must be finding some vicarious joy in all...
Landmine – The perfect soldier
Landmines are worse than even the most unscrupulous mercenary sniper because it can wait for years and be just as dangerous. One piece of statistics says that Libya has landmines left behind from World War II and so even after sixty years they continue their gory vigil to trap the unwary. By the way, 27...
Travel is all about new eyes and not new landscapes
The first time I was in London was sometime in the mid-nineties and then for the next three years the city became an annual celebration. There was then a gap of a few years and the London happened again… and then again a couple of years later. I remember a friend asking, ‘Don’t you get...