A Visa for Your Thoughts
A telecaller from a bank that never sleeps woke me up from my midday slumber. A oh-so-sweet voice asks me whether I would like a free credit card. Free credit,…Continue Reading →
A telecaller from a bank that never sleeps woke me up from my midday slumber. A oh-so-sweet voice asks me whether I would like a free credit card. Free credit,…Continue Reading →
33% – is the space occupied in the main section of the Times of India and Hindustan Times (the two…
The forbidden fruit supposedly tastes better. Therefore it lures. And all our newspapers and magazines seem to have bitten the…
The silence of the city at midnight is almost eerie. All that my auditory sense perceives is the hum of the air conditioner and the clitter-clatter of keyboards. I peep…Continue Reading →
The wild west has its Harley-Davidsons. In the relatively tame east we have the Royal Enfields. The motorcycling legend celebrates…
Today is India’s Independence Day, a national holiday and I’m still slaving at the office. I forgot to add this…
Delhi nowadays resembles a city under siege. Armed security personnel everywhere, fingers lightly placed on the trigger. This is no security drill. As 15th of August 2005 draws near, every…Continue Reading →
1984 – is not only Orwellian fiction, but is also a bloodstained reality. The Indian Prime Minister Manmohan Singh calls…
In an earlier post (This is Not News) I lamented the degrading quality of Indian television news channels. It might…
Sunday mornings. I love them. No office. Grey clouds had curtained the fulgent Delhi sun. A light breeze caressed the week’s laundry on the balcony. The rustle of the newspapers…Continue Reading →
The winds of foreign shores beacons many a fidgety native soul. Somewhat frustrated with the domestic scenario, a friend of…
‘Competition breeds quality’ Indian news channels seem to be losing no effort in proving this adage wrong. As if the…