It was a hot summer morning when I saw a man of slim stature and medium height get off his bicycle from my living room window. Srini pressed my doorbell while I was getting my five-year-old son ready for day care before leaving for office. He had well-oiled hair with a centre parting, and a … Read more
“The whole point is that there has to be some point,” Jigneshbhai said, sipping into his coffee. “Otherwise, one will always think there is no point,” he added. Swami and I were at the point of just biting into our muffin and did not quite get the point. We carried on, nevertheless. But Jigneshbhai seemed … Read more
There are two types of people in this world: morning types and evening types. There are two types of morning types of people in this world: the breakfast type and the no-breakfast type. There are two types of breakfast types of people in this world: the poha-idli type and cereal-sandwich types. I am a morning … Read more
Today was my lucky day, I told myself. I had the shared cab all to myself. My destination was at least an hour away. That was when the cab stopped. That was when the woman got in. Someone, perhaps her boyfriend or maybe husband or brother – I wasn’t able to make out, saw her … Read more
For individual investors who have ambitions to become market experts, my broker friend Jigneshbhai has devised a step by step approach that can be followed by almost anyone. No background in investing is necessary, but a learning attitude is important. It does not guarantee success (like market disclaimers!), but it is a sure and steady … Read more
“People want to pursue their passion and make a living with that, of late,” Jigneshbhai remarked while sipping his coffee. Swami and I were busy in our passion for the double chocolate muffin. But what Jigneshbhai said still caught our attention. “Yes, a colleague of mine left his job a while back to follow his … Read more
A few days back, I started going for a morning walk. I walked down the stairs of my apartment and found another walker coming out of the lift. He waved at me and I smiled back. But I had a mask on and so he couldn’t see me smile. He thought I was giving him … Read more
On a Sunday afternoon, Balaji was having coffee with his wife at home when the telephone rang. “I am calling from the local police station. Can I talk to Balaji?” “Yes this is Balaji speaking.” “Sir, you have to come to the police station for address verification for your passport. Can you come in the … Read more
“There are some things you just can’t make better,” Swami remarked while sipping his coffee over the double chocolate muffin. For a moment, Jigneshbhai and I thought he was referring to the exceptional muffin and coffee. We stared at each other and nodded in agreement that it’s tough to better that. But he wasn’t referring … Read more