Last year roughly around this time, I got a chance to interact with Jan Koum. Now seems to be a good time to re-collect those 60 minutes. I had almost given up on the visit since my visa application had gone in at the very last minute and the 10 other Co-Founders from different start-ups(…)
Did you grow up in the nineties? The nineties was a good time to have lived in. Internet had just been invented, but of course we didn’t have email accounts then. Orkut and Facebook were nowhere near being born. One had limited access to television. A romantic movie meant Shahrukh Khan. Sundays mornings began with(…)
We are well into the New Year now. 2014 might prove to be an eventful year, it might be dull. The last 13 years have been historic. There have been events that have changed the course of history, that have changed the way we communicate, that have made life vastly different from what it was(…)
What’s your favourite part of a festival? The sweets? The gifts? The lights? What else? Where’s the crazy fun part? Like when you fill balloons with coloured water and throw it at random people on Holi. Or dress up as Catwoman on Halloween? Here are some other wild and wacky festivals around the globe that(…)
I wanna know what it means to be free And I just want to know What it is to let go… I’m on up to the land above me Dust in my hair and dust on my shoes (…)
Delhi is a city of polarities. It is as much modern as it is ancient. It is as much a child as it is a withering old man. No, not an old man—it is a grand old dame, one who has seen much splendour in her salad days, one who has had lovers flock to(…)
The terms of marriage are changing, and so are the venues. An ordinary temple, church, or banquet hall wedding is so passé. Your parents, their parents and their parents did the same. Will you be that boring? Hell, if you are allowing yourself to choose a life partner, you should definitely choose your own wedding(…)
I have always found dinner disasters very amusing. The ones in which somebody spills chicken gravy on the white dress of the pretty lady sitting next to them. Or when someone struggles to slice the beef with their fork and knife which, by the way is ridiculously blunt, only to have it fly sharply over(…)
You have either been at the receiving end or at the giving end. Truth is you have been at one end. Travelling with someone is much like living out a marriage. You enjoy your time with the person, you suffer him/her, you annoy the hell out of the dawg. Some are difficult, some are a(…)
Doing your business is serious stuff. Sitting on the pot can be one of the most epiphanic experiences of your life. That’s where creativity strikes at its best. So isn’t it only fair that we have some food for thought whilst doing the oh-so-serious business? Whether or not you agree with the idea, there are(…)
We Indians are a motley group. And more so when we travel. We are as different from one another as a kangaroo is different from a peepul tree. You might be the kind who is fascinated by the idea of spending hours trying to decipher Arabic passages inscribed on the Taj Mahal, but a fun-loving(…)
They are the biggest clichés but also the most popular poses among tourists. You do have a picture of yourself holding the Taj Mahal by its tip, right? Pushing back back the Leaning Tower of Pisa? Kissing the sphinx? We have all been there, done that. If you are thinking boring clichéd photographs of tourists, then(…)
Our story began in the first chapter of Malana diaries with a shady innkeeper. You would recall we had stealthily slipped away from Local Hero’s lodge after catching him in his underpants. After that we trekked for an hour. Running. Looking back to see for pursuing SUVs. Nibbling on oranges. Fishing for sunscreen in bags.Trying(…)
We are all silly and pretentious in some way or the other. Each with a unique set of eccentricities. And those peculiar traits of our character bubble up when we travel. That’s the beauty of travel. You just cannot not be yourself. Here’s a list of some stock traveller types. Some annoying, some pitiable, some(…)
” It’s usually round” I tell Taeko as a way of an apology. ” Ohh! Its like the map of Australia” She squeals looking at the chappathi that I had rolled out. We are standing in Taeko’s small kitchen. I am teaching Taeko how to prepare an Indian dinner of Chappathi and chicken curry. We(…)
It is a cold day in Moscow. The five member group has been standing behind the building for two hours now. From time to time, one of the men clicks a photograph. In a cold Russia, Decembers are bleary and not many are on the streets. The group is not noticed. The building, Mercury City,(…)
A mist descends from the sky and slowly swirls around the carriage. The horses pick up pace, not because their driver is pulling tighter at the reins, but because they are as nervous as him. The carriage rattles along, spraying the dust and stones in its wake, as it moves rapidly through the only(…)
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