I received a call from an old college friend. It went the way you’d expect such calls to go. A lot shrieking, plenty of laughs, some quiet introspection and a lot more “I am so happy to be talking to you.” I really am. This is more than nostalgia. We…
I wanted to do something dark and all the E words I could think of, were positive & bright. Exuberant. Elaborate. Excess. A friend suggested EVIL. How did I *not* think of that?
They were in the same class. In my class. She was the quintessential behenji in a hip crowd. Plaited hair, salwar-kameez and a sharp brain. In accordance to her curd-rice genes, she took copious notes, had a near-perfect attendance record and consistently high grades. She told me once that her…
And sometimes women can be a real pain in the you-know-where but who ever listens to me? Best Friend and I were discussing a classmate. Or to be exact Best Friend insisted on giving me an update on Classmate‘s doings while I snorted and sniggered. This due to the fact…
If I had to write a book on ‘Things that they never told me about in b-school”, it would run into volumes that no one would read. I suspect that a lot of these things that ‘they never tell us about’ are not meant to be known to us at…
