Tag: Culture

After The Corporate Years #2.

It’s now almost two years coming up in a few short weeks, and the journey has been great. Amazing in fact. The company grows from strength to strength…..we have overcome some hairy challenges and taken a few hard knocks, but always rallied and always overcome. The hours are long, the hands a few too less, but do I wake up raring to go? Absolutely!

Indians – Have we no Pride?

I wanted to move to another table to save myself from getting upset and reacting, or maybe I was just saving said Mallu….the outdoors had been moved into the indoors, there were no free tables. And thus I had to suffer this kind of depiction of India for another half hour as I went through the soup and main course. Good meal, stupid India, didn’t gratify.

Mi Padre, Mi Papa – Part 1.

As far as I am concerned, his passing was no longer a matter of sympathizing or for that matter empathizing with someone else who has lost a dear one. This is as close to home as it can get. This is Papa. Papa was special. He wasn’t just papa, he was my friend. My friend is gone, and he’s not coming back, ever….

Guru Means Heavy….hmmm

There are some things that just set me off, one of them is misinterpretation of age-old Indian traditions, culture and doctrine handed down through generations from Father to Son, from Guru to Disciple, from Mother to Daughter. So when people start banding the institution of Guru, I get set off.

A Mix of Culture, Religion, Political & Economic Systems.

The era of the monarch or king  or ruler in general being the representative of God has ended in most countries, and where it does exist, it is mostly  in title only.

What a Man Wants in a Woman

Its all about timing. Let’s start out by saying that men have no clue what they want until at least the age of thirty if not more. Perhaps it has something to do with the way we’re constructed. Well most men. There may be other men who are completely together, and focussed, and who know exactly what they want, but lets just say I’m not one of them. We want different things at different times. I even believe that we want several things at the same time …. it’s complicated! But allow me the latitude to explain.

The Joy and Pain of Parenting

I believe that unwittingly we have set them up to deal with a whole lot of things that we haven’t equipped them to deal with. We expected that our values, our beliefs, our culture would somehow be passed on to them without actually taking the trouble to impart any of it.

That Game Called Life

Life is strange, it likes to do strange things. It plays with you, toys with you. It can make you, or break you. Some call it fate, others call it destiny. Everybody is challenged by it, and none have figured it out in totality. None can control it, but some think they do.

Moving Back to India – Amchi “Mumbai”: Circa 2010.

However, once I knew that I was going back, I was a mix of emotions, apprehensions ….. would I re-adjust, would I like it, would I get used to the heat, dirt, etc, all associated with Bombay and India.

Memories of Happier Times – Love for My Sister

Shruti, my kid sister, well not so kid anymore, but still……
she is fourteen years younger than me, so kid holds. The day before yesterday was August 2 or as people from India would remember, Rakshabandhan. Literally translated “Raksha=Protection”, and “Bandhan=Ties”, or in terms of… Continue Reading “Memories of Happier Times – Love for My Sister”

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