“My father-in-law used to be a businessman,” Swami remarked while biting into his muffin. “But that was twenty years back. He is a grandfather now. And on weekends, he is a moviegoer.” “Every few months, he becomes a traveller. He is also a devotee. And a reader. He has forgotten that he was a businessman, … Read more
“Raichand has gone crazy,” Swami said the other day while munching his muffin with vigour. Jigneshbhai looked up. “I thought he always was or was he not?” he asked with an eyebrow raised slyly. “Yes, that’s true. But last week he has gone mad,” Swami reiterated. We waited for him to finish his muffin bite. … Read more
“If we go by pure logic, no one has any reason to eat this double chocolate muffin,” Jigneshbhai remarked the other day. Swami scowled with his mouth full of two bites of it. “It’s logical to have it for its taste,” he said. “But logically, it’s not good for health, especially the frequency with which … Read more
“What was his reason for not turning up today?” Jigneshbhai asked Swami as we stepped into our café after a game of badminton last weekend. One of Swami’s office mates had promised to join us a few weeks back. “Well, he says he still needs to get better. He is practising at home. He is … Read more
“You can slice and dice your data to come up with hidden insights,” boasted Swami while sipping his coffee the other day. He had come to the café straight from his office after a meeting with one of the data vendors. “Raichand was impressed,” he continued, talking about how the vendor presentations had made a … Read more
“Just this one increment and bonus that I am expecting in the next two months, and I am done with this Raichand. I think it is time for me to leave this job,” Swami declared and munched his muffin with gusto the other day. Jigneshbhai and I noticed that his bites got aggressive every second … Read more
“These exercises are quite tough,” Swami said. “It’s easy for Sam to tell me to do them. He has run a triathlon. But I am no good at it,” he added. When he looked at us for a response, he caught me with my coffee cup at my lips, and Jigneshbhai biting his muffin. I … Read more
Swami told me and Jigneshbhai last week over coffee that he had told his trainer Sam that he was going to run a 10k. “What did he say?” Jigneshbhai enquired. Not that he was overly enthusiastic about running a 10k, but he was keen to know what happened. So was I, but I saw that … Read more
“Why doesn’t he just shut up and let the game go on, instead of boring us?” Swami complained. He was watching the IPL final on that Sunday afternoon on his iPad while sipping his coffee. “So many players become commentators after retirement,” Jigneshbhai remarked, while sipping into his coffee. He peeped into Swami’s iPad to … Read more