Tagged: shopping

What a bargain…?

I am a poor negotiator – nay, I’m a fantastically awful one. There’s simply no denying that. I’ve probably bled out more cash on random trinkets than any man alive… with the possible exception of my dad. That’s how I know that negotiation skills are genetic. My dad is awesome at a...

Mangle all the way…

Hardly seems like enough time has passed for you to sing ‘tra la la la laaaa, la la-la-la‘, but Christmas, in all its glory, is here once again. And before you actually read this entry completely, it’s probably wise for me to wish you in advance, ‘cos I know you’re...

Travel Guide – Episode 4 – Singapore: A ‘lifting’ experience

By all accounts, it was a brief trip. Even Charles Dickens would have said “It was the briefest of trips, it was the longest of … hell, who are we kidding. It was a short trip.” Leading travel writers would be quick to declare that spending two days in Singapore...

What the well dressed man is wearing

Many things have perplexed me throughout life. The Riemann Hypothesis, Marylin Manson and George W Bush, just to quote three examples. (Ok, so I didn’t really wonder about the Riemann Hypothesis, but I have watched two TV episodes around it). But nothing really throws me off as much as fashion…...

The Sicker Sucker

I’ve HAD it! It’s a goddamn antediluvian conspiracy. And I’m not talking about the conspiracy to get me to use ‘antediluvian’ in the wrong context. I’m talking about something bigger. Bigger, meaner and revolving around a common target… meeee. Granted, I spend most of my time in Bangalore feverishly avoiding...

Tagged

I got tagged by Amooma. Online Tag is a curious ball game. It’s a mix of the childhood games Tag and Follow The Leader. You get tagged, you gotta do what the tagger has done… which usually means answering some questions and filling some lists found on the tagger’s blog....

Yet Another Wedding Narrative

Wedding bells chimed… metaphorically, of course. Crowds cheered, drinks emptied, cameras clicked, and speeches given. Another joyous occasion. And no, I am still safe, sound, and blissfully single. The wedding was of my prodigious cousin, Roshan Francis, and my multi-talented friend, Ashika Sharma. Wrongly rumored to be next in line,...

If I had a Gazillion Bucks

“What would you do if you had an unlimited amount of money?”. I was recently asked by my bespectacled cousin. It was a serious question; not the kind I could have slipped by with flippant answers like “Buy off the legal system and go ramming traffic police-vehicles with my customized...

As wet as wet can be

It seemed like any other day… My work for the day was done, I had grumbled enough about having to work on a Saturday, and it was evening. My brother and I began the customary search for a place to snack. He had a bike… So geography wasn’t a boundary....

Travel Guide – Episode 2 – Hamish Takes Chennai

It is time again for yet another installment of Hamish Joy’s tips for the prudent traveler. If you are not a prudent traveler, I would suggest that you read this anyway, because the cleverly hidden secret agenda of Hamish Joy’s articles is to increase readership. Why is that? I cannot...

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