Lord of the Rings: The Tales of Retail Management

Humble apologies. The daily schedule got the better of me. And not being able to post anything was not the least of the outcomes. No, I actually forgot a couple of interesting topics to write about. So now I am left with time to write stuff……

The Roman Dimension

Roman Singh Deshtone was born at 4pm on a bright sunday morning in a village three roadside dhabas away from Patiala. He was born into a well to do Punju family. The family was mostly into drug smuggling and organ trafficking, but since they hosted 14-day weddings on a weekly basis and served…

Mid-term Crisis Averted…

As I write this a hundred poor finance focussed people are reading obscenely long questions on options pricing and arbitrage and swiss bonds and understanding jack. My exquisite portfolio of courses, which is sheer Andrew Fastow on the fraud scale, have no midterms whatsoever. So I…

Late-a vandaalum latestaa varuven…

Peoples,

Pardon lack of update. Will do so late tonight. Placement work at an all time high… But two quick points:

1. Comment, but comment constructively. As was rightly mentioned, I am not Trotsky, there is no…

The week that was…

Sunday:
In the confines of the small room built outside Swami Narayan Temple in Kalupur, the slide projector and screen seemed as out of place as a Mylapore Maami in a Mcdonalds. That and a few plastic chairs made the setting for the Ahmedabad Heritage Walk. For 365 days a year, come rain or…

Portugal Otto have won for Charisteas’ sake!!!

Everything is normal in the world again. Roger Federer retained Wimbledon, Micheal Shumacher won again, Greece are European Champions of Football and the great Maria Sharapova won Wimbledon Womens Singles. Wait a minute… wait a doggone minute……

Fanaa… fanaa…

Hold on peoples. Had to go home for a wedding. So two posts on hold now. One on buying clothes for fat people and two, a nice little travelogue on my trip home. Ahmedabad — Mumbai — Cochin — Home — Mumbai — Ahmedabad in 24 hours.

So please go on doing whatever you all do at the office, and I will be back by 4 in the evening…

Pyrexia of Unknown Origin

Woke up yesterday morning in a daze. Had a terrible backache, upset stomach and a sizzling brownie of a fever. Boka, my wonderful bong dorm mate came to the rescue. After a day of much paracetamol, fit full sleep and bread and jam, I was up today fresh as a fiddle, and all set to…