OCCASSIONALLY an Indian, the common man version that is, makes a come-back in an otherwise ungrateful nation devoid of a conscience bestowed to it by Gandhis, Nehrus and Patels. However, this sweaty, brown-skinned, generally tired and mostly lazy conscience does not wait for the introspection to sink in. Before that a monster snatches the innocence…
Category: Life and thoughts
The Intellectual
‘Intellectual’. No sooner do I hear this compliment, than I am tempted to ask the benefactor: Oh? You mean boring? Mostly because I believe intellectualism is useless to the core. Two, because I really don’t give a damn if a few intelligent guys think I am intellectual, none of them would marry me for that…
Neighbour’s envy
Ofcourse you do remember the infamous Onida ad. Cliché yet works. The agenda this month is simple. To help you become enviable. No compulsion, however. You are free to boycott this one. I have been jealous of people. Actually a lot of people. Those days it was almost as if I could smell my burnt…
