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…
