Litter God is going to be very angry
‘Let me share a secret with you. Even in the Kingdom above they have a God of Litter. And all this hullaballoo about litterbugs and removal of litter is going to make this fellow very angry,’ I told Specky, my wife with a serious face. ‘God of litter? You are surely joking,’ she said, ‘so...
Hooked to technology
We’re all hooked to technology and even the biology of moments must have bits and bytes for survival of its ecology. We’re all hooked to technology! Technology isn’t just a habit. It’s a mind-set that, like a rabbit, hops along with you so much that with you it will cohabit! We’re all hooked to technology!...
My nerdy world
The first time I realised that I loved technology was when our nursery teacher drew a square shape on the board and said, ‘Draw this.’ The class struggled with their four straight lines and were intent on creating the funniest possible squares in their drawing books. I thought for a while, then pulled out my...
The other side of the net
What does a fisherman see when he casts a net in the sea? He sees a full stomach, enough money to buy him and his family a lot of clothes and other things, smiles, songs, dances, and prosperity. This is a perspective that is so obvious and common… what is uncommon and not so obvious...
Blobs on my Blog 010 – The dream snatchers
‘I want to make your dreams mine,’ sounds so like the witch in a fairy tale saying, ‘Gimme more! Gimme more!’ or some fearsome Count from a Scandinavian country doing some glib selling with punch lines like, ‘Let our blood flow as one!’ Obviously, for the Count thriving on sucking blood, the sentence is...
Blobs on my Blog 007 – Always connected
Being connected isn’t so difficult now. The Blobs agree. ‘Go back to 1994, and you were sending me FAXes everyday when I was in the U of Y,’ reminded Ms Blob. Mr Blob nodded in agreement and remembered why the local phone-booth wala was happy with him. ‘He saw in me a guy who...
Blobs on my Blog 003 – Agents of change
The Blobs got up one morning and read in the newspaper that the exchange rate for the rupee had climbed up yet again. The He-Blob said, ‘I remember the time when a dollar was equal to eight rupees. Look at the change!’ ‘Change?’ said the She-Blob, ‘has become intrinsic to India. By the way,...
