Less Brains, More Bhajiyas..!

Breaking news! Breaking news! Hold on to your samosas, ladies and gentlemen, because the Ministry of Education—yes, that ministry, the one meant to sharpen minds and sculpt futures—has just declared war… on fried food. Not on failing schools. Not on outdated syllabi. Not on students memorizing for marks instead of…

Running to China…!

Somewhere in Shanghai, the tall Chinaman looked at the other Chinaman and chuckled, “I can see someone running toward us.” “Who?” asked the second Chinaman, lifting his teacup with casual indifference. “The man from the cow belt. Wears kurtas that hug the wind and speaks in three-syllable slogans.” “But why…

If The World Was A Café..!

This evening I have a rather unusual appointment. Not with a producer or a publisher, but with a few respected members of the Jewish community here in New York. No, not to debate politics or discuss theology. But ones who have shown great interest in a play I’ve written—about solving…

Why Hail the Bail?

And so, they walked out. Heads covered. Eyes tired. Shoulders slumped—not in defeat, but from ten days of sleeping on cold concrete and listening to threats that would’ve shaken the average street-hardened thug. But they were not thugs. They were not scamsters. They hadn’t set fire to buses or incited…

The Inside No One Sees..!

“Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men.” — Colossians 3:23 In this imaginative and motivational book I’m writing, Jesus the Businessman, there’s this moment where the Joseph and Son carpentry workshop runs out of cupboard polish. The apprentices—lads with…

A ‘Dead Economy’?

It was the funeral of the century. India’s economy lay on a bamboo bier in Delhi’s central square, covered not in the Tricolour, but with copies of the Economic Survey and a few unpaid electricity bills. Priests chanted. TV anchors sniffled into their microphones. Politicians jostled for space like pigeons…

The Hugger-In-Chief..!

Ever been hugged when you didn’t want to be? You know the kind—when a distant uncle at a wedding suddenly clamps you in a bear hug, and you emerge gasping for air, smelling of his aftershave for the next three weeks. Now imagine that uncle is a bearded old Indian…