Blog - Ranjit Kulkarni

Swami came into the café looking like a faded version of himself. His shoulders drooped, his face was drawn, and...

When I walked into his home that morning, Swami was staring at the dining table. A slip of paper lay...

The chawl was so cramped that one could not just smell but also clearly make out what was cooking in...

The day before his company’s off-site, Swami was already in panic mode. “Vidya, where’s my white shirt? The one that...

Swami paced up and down in his living room that morning after receiving the call. Vidya sat on the sofa...

When Swami walked into the café last weekend, he looked as though he had pulled an all-nighter. His eyes were...

Look Rahul, we really like you. Well, you have been running this company for six years, and unless we liked...

Last weekend when we met for coffee at his house, Swami looked grim, as though the world economy had collapsed...

The other day the weather was good, and we decided to walk after lunch instead of meeting in a café...