One of the great thing about an MBA is that you get to meet a lot of very interesting characters during the course. Most B-Schools claim that they love “diversity”, which can be translated as “We love Characters!”. Incidentally, this is also the slogan of the (American) TV channel “USA”, which explains why going...
All characters in this story are fictional. Any resemblance to persons living in Bangalore is entirely co-incidental and non-intentional. There. Now that we have the legal disclaimers out of the way, I can feel free to tell the story. So, since the last time we checked in with Chitradeep Chetty, he’s been off to...
Bollywood never makes the movies that I want to watch. My ideal movie would star Altaf Raja singing his soporific songs, his wife then gets frustrated and kills him. He is then reborn as Himesh Reshamia and comes back and avenges his death in the previous birth by singing to her, and she dies...
Regular readers of this blog will know that there are lots of kinds people that I hate, and somewhere in the top 10 are the folks that think the laws of physics are optional. I hate movie directors as it is, and when they get this “The laws of physics are more like guidelines”...
I met my dear friend Chitradeep Chetty the other day at a local pub. A few of our friends and Chitradeep and I had gone out to catch up on the latest happenings, since I hadn’t met Chitradeep for a long time. Chitradeep is a lot of fun to talk to, and the amount...
We spent that day very gloomy, with the prospect of a confrontation with the Principal looming large on our heads because we had lesser than the required 75% attendance in one subject. An encounter with the principal was not going to be a...
The next day, Drinivas is looking a little drowsy. It seems he’s been up all night trying to come up with a strategy that will work with the Russian exchange student. Yesterday, he made a big fuss about not listening to my advice...
It is the 5th Semester of College, and I’m late for class as usual. I’ve just managed to slip past the watchman as he was about to close the gates to the College. I run up the stairs into the classroom, but the class has already started. The lecturer gives me a cold stare...
Back in the College, we had this torturous thing called the Physics Lab. We were supposed to do physics “experiments” in the lab and learn from it. But these were not so much experiments as they were “fudge the readings till you get the right answer” exercises, and we were pretty good at it....
I’ve started to enjoy playing Tennis. I suck at it, but that doesn’t stop me from playing anyway. It’s like an addiction. But my other friends don’t seem to enjoy it as much. They say I’m not a “Good Sport”. Ha! I think they’re just being bad losers. You decide for yourself: So last...
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