To speak is to express, to create a firsthand impression of thyself. Speaking is an art, either an inborn skill or an acquired talent. Yet, it’s an art
Respected Staff and dear friends, I will be talking on the topic, To Speak, To Survive.
Have you ever heard a presentation and later realized...
Friday, October 15, 2010
Sunday, August 15, 2010
India, 64 years!!
India has always been a mixture of issues. It is super shiny on one side and super dull on the other. It manages to capture the world’s glance in varied aspects. But, visionaries have been watching it grow under the hands of huge names. And they have been...
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Find Your Own Thing!!
Pitching a subject to highest levels of scrutiny and fame pulls people closer to it. Momentarily. Like the flies buzzing around stale food till it’s crossed the stage of stale-ness. And that’s how markets and stocks are born; fueling the need to need a certain commodity when something else is in its...
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Wake Up Child!
The Indian system that we see as such, is apparently well known to build the makers of tomorrow. Comparatively we hold a pretty much decent standard of education here. We are good at grasping things, good at slogging through huge text much faster than anyone. Yet, we have a heavy price to pay. Something...
Civil Offices
The constitution of India is famed world wide. With its detail and heavy literary content, it proudly is the longest ever. Our proud and rich legacy.
Oh hey!! That stops there. What implied is, umm, somewhere below the ideal model mark. Civil Offices, the interface between the public and the government,...
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Islamic Terrorism
Being a Muslim and also that my dad got the opportunity to work abroad, I was brought up most of my life in a strict country, Saudi Arabia where I could follow my religion uninterrupted in the more undiluted and clear way. When I came down to India, for my higher studies, I was exposed to secularism...
Adrenaline Pumper
As I drool through the long rubbery Theory class, the familiar event of the day takes place. This short, dark haired person, somewhere in his late 30s carrying a steel canister places it with a sigh onto the platform outside the class. He dutily taps out some adrenaline pumper, a khakhi brown tainted...
Fight AIDS, Not People With AIDS
There was this slogan on a poster promoting AIDS awareness. It was a brilliant poster, with two hands, white and dark in complexion, joined in the form of the AIDS ribbon symbol. The picture expressed...
