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How it all started ……..
1999 – I was 9 years old when i first saw the computer in my dad’s office (in nagaland – north-east india). My father was a professor in applied statistics and i was really fascinate...
Entrepreneur ‘Satori’ – how things start.
When? July 1992 Where? Florence – Italy – Factory floor of the Conti Socks Machine Factory What? Machine – 4″X108 – Single Cylinder, with no reciprocating heel. Who? I ...
The Client is always right. Full Stop.
The Client is Always Right. Full stop. I wrote this note a few days back and revisited it today: – After my advisory meeting at the India Ad Tech Board meeting...
Yoda visits Rodinhood
Rodinhood.com was blessed by a surprise visit by none other than Master Yoda. When I walked into my Rodinhood office, I was speechless to see Yoda comfortably seated on the visitor’s sofa. I was stu...
Why doesn’t Jockey Pay me!!???? Arrgggggggg…
Games2win did a campaign for Jockey India in MAY 2010. Yup MAY 2010. They were mighty pleased with the results and its the 3rd of November now, and we still dont have the money!! Why? Listen to these ...
The Bowl, Tray, Rice and Chopsticks
Yesterday in the late morning, after a long session of watchful meditation, Sensei invited the monks to gather around and sit with him on the communal table. It was nearing noon and the monks were hun...
Tea, Cups and Hot Water
Since summer started, the Monastery Monks have been practicing Mindful Meditation in the Buddha Hall, from four a.m. in the morning. After an hour and half of sitting still, they all look forward to t...
To be the moon…
Often, The moon Stares at The moonlight, On the lake, And is Surprised By the beauty Of what It sees. And the Lake knows, It is the moon, Not the sun, That has The gift To make It shine. ...
Alone on an iceberg…
Alone, On an iceberg, Stand the snow leopard, And I. We know each other, But have not, Become friends. I am ego; the vanity The leopard is patience And we both are waiting For it to snow...
the dark black sea
all the dark black sea, wants, is the full of me. growling under the stars, starved by the moonlight, the sea just wants me. trembling at the surface, calm deep inside, the dark black se...