Posted in Education, In My Opinion, Musing, Observation, Society on 8 March 2008 | 8 Comments »
The recent discussion that followed the post on IIT encouraged me to put down my thoughts on Indian education system, not just IIT.
Growing up we did not have the luxury of attending schools that were considered prestigious, nor did we have the pressure to perform in entrance exam. My mother one day dressed me up [...]
Posted in From the Past, Musing, Stories and Experiences, tagged Childhood, Growing Up, Indian Neighborhood, Memories of Childhood on 1 March 2008 | 1 Comment »
Growing up we did not have much, but that did not stop us from being happy. Childhood is the best season of Indian life. Back then extended neighborhoods were still the norm: our front yards mingled with each other unaware of fences or formalities. We walked in any house without invitation; we got scolding from [...]
Posted in Cultural, Humor, Musing, Observation, Society, tagged Mediocrity, Middle Class, Mobile Age, Morality on 20 February 2008 | 12 Comments »
I grew up with middle class morality - and mentality. You know the kind that teaches you to be honest and hard working so that you can get a clerical job at a corrupt business. The rallying cry was striving for mediocrity. Not excellence, not even success. Do not be so full of yourself. Have [...]
Posted in Cultural, In My Experience, Musing, News and Views, Observation, Society, tagged Indian Identity, Who is Indian on 15 February 2008 | 4 Comments »
“Are you Indian?” It is a common question for Indians in a foreign land. I am told. They may be attending a two day conference in Singapore, or on a weeklong package tour in Malaysia, or on semiannual visit to their children in America, or born and lived their entire life in London or Johannesburg. [...]
Posted in Cultural, In My Experience, Indian Economy, Musing, News and Views, Observation, tagged Capitalism, Capitalistic Democracy, Consumerism, Indian Economy, Proverty on 14 February 2008 | 8 Comments »
“Why you spend so much money on hay?” I once asked Ramu uncle.
He was busy feeding the cows in his backyard. His overworked body was scarred but strong. He had no time for a pesky boy. I asked again.
He tuned to me with visible annoyance in his eyes, “What is that to you?”
Posted in Letter from J, Musing, News and Views, Politics, tagged Hillary Clinton, Indian American, Obama, Persidential Election, Super Tuesday on 11 February 2008 | 1 Comment »
This is a letter from an old and close friend of mine. How close you ask. Well, he lives in California, and still calls me friend even though we have not seen each other for years. We used to spend a lot of time together, but that was long time ago. Back then we used [...]
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