My Vital Stats

No, it's not what you think.. just a few stats that I remember or have cooked up. Half-truths?

Born 1960, citizen of undivided A.P. , India. Single and ready to mingle till 1988. No more.

Speaks (some) Telugu, Marathi, Hindi, Hyderabadi, English.

Paid Jobs- New Horizons (Ad agency), MBA (Marketing Research), Clemson Univ., Lander, XIMB, Vignana Jyoti, Kirloskar (Harihar, a beautiful place), IIM Lucknow, IIM Kozhikode (learnt how to pronounce it!), PESIT, IFIM (both at Bangalore), IMT Nagpur, IMT Ghaziabad, IIM Indore. Unpaid-Husband, father, son, etc.

Countries Visited- Japan, Indonesia, Sri Lanka, Thailand, Malaysia, Singapore, Cambodia, Greece, Italy, Switzerland, Germany, France, Belgium, USA, Canada, The Bahamas, Holland, Dubai. Appreciated the need for Swachchata Abhiyaan after these. Learning-East or West, India is the best. All major colonial powers thought so too.

Skills- reading, writing, joking, cooking.

Hole-in-one: Twice, at the Kodaikanal and Wellington Golf Clubs. In 2014 and 2016.

Past students- a million. Those in touch- Half a million.

Member- Google mail, Yahoo mail, egroups, Facebook, Blogspot, A music group (Hindi), ELMAR

Interests- Anything interesting-meeting new people or old friends, drinking good whisky, micro-brewed beer, good wine, playing/teaching Golf, talking about it, shooting the breeze, staring into space, developing new courses, writing blogs, G.K., puns, films, film songs, travel, food-especially biryani and Irani chai.

Hate: You guessed it- shopping. Mosquitoes, except talking ones.

I Do What I Do

This is obvious, you may say. But Raghuram Rajan found it interesting enough to use as a book title. So there must be something in it. So I got thinking (always a dangerous thing for my blog readers)- and..voila, I listed out things that I do.

I do laundry (after all, this is a laundry list)

I eat, and don't cook- that way I get to criticise other people's cooking, rather than they criticising mine.

I travel, and expand my mind. Not sure if an infinite expansion is good for it or not..

I draw..conclusions from what I read and observe..otherwise I can't draw even to save my life.

I pontificate, but only to those who will listen-students don't have much of a choice...

I use tech tools according to my proclivities and convenience, otherwise shutting them up for good if I feel like it. You may not think so, but..

I blog because there's no editor telling me what to write and what not to..hope YOU won't, after this..

Club Me

No, this is not an invitation to bash me up. It is the name of a club that I am starting with an easy to remember moniker. Club Me- what could be simpler to remember? After all, life is mostly about me and myself, is it not?

With Club Med and Club Mahindra showing sterling characteristics (I thought about 'properties' rather than characteristics, but it would have been too 'punny'), I am driving into a safe zone. My club will pamper you with all the 'me' things you ever wanted, in all of their properties.

The decor will consist of large photo (shopped) cutouts of yours- from childhood to young adulthood-no older. They will be plastered all over the walls, and will light up at night with fancy backlighting. All mirrors will have cosmetic enhancements built-in to make you look ever-so-sexy, as long as you are looking into them. No need then, to pop the question "Who's the fairest..." to THIS mirror.

There would be a TV with the hero or heroine (as the case may be) replaced with you in each show. So you can be the lifeguard of Baywatch, or the eagle of Boston Legal, or the babe who is 'Castled' - it's entirely your call. Life-sized statues of yours will be strategically placed all over the club while you inhabit the premises- would have given Julius Caesar a complex, had he been around to see them.

Hail Club Me! Ready to sign up? Look for an attractive offer in your mail. Or write to me care of this blog. Limited (me) space.

The Fiscal Cliff

It must be fun getting to a fiscal cliff. For instance, if I were the US of A, I would be driving a Rolls Royce, my wife and kids a Mercedes or a BMW. I would have owned an island or two in every continent, I would be flying in my private jet to these islands - like a Bond villain, and then taking leisurely rides in my yacht along with select invitees, sipping malts made at my distilleries.

...Playing golf at a few private golf courses, ending with a spa treatment at my own resort, watching TV shows made by my own company scripted from my own scripts, publishing my own stories at my publishing house, selling them through my chain bookstores, and getting them reviewed at my own newspaper.

And the bills for all the above would be paid by China. Ekdum fit hai. What cliff are we talking about?