Intermittent

The Bombay suburban trains – colloquially referred to as the ‘locals’ – are a fascinating experience. A strange, harmonious-amidst-chaos world in this city that is little-harmony-amidst-massive-chaos. They are a legend unto themselves, an embodiment of this city, a symbol of its liveliness, anarchy, and beauty, an icon. Maybe it is the innate desire for journeys…

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A New Deal

Each year, I believe, brings with it its own learnings. I don’t want to, as is my habit otherwise, to look past and reflect and write a quite incomprehensible memoir of what happened in the 365 days that just passed. What is the purpose of it? I am, just as we are all, very likely…

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Into the New!

Hello all! This is the first post of 2011, as you all well can see. So, at the very outset, I wish you a very happy new year… although, much like signature me, it is a late wish! As an aside, the 23rd of January has special significance too.

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