The fog was not as intense when coming back from Seattle unlike its misty tentacles when I was driving up.It seemed like there was nobody on the road either. It was a peaceful zen drive. The little bit
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President Harry Truman apparently asked for a one-handed economist because he was tired of the "on one hand" and "on the other hand." Economists, even the Nobel laureates, rarely seem to agree on the issues of the day, which makes the rest of us--practically the entire population--wonder if there is any science at all
Every once in a while, I swing by Wal-Mart (yes, you liberal readers, I go to Wal-Mart!) and use the machine there to check my blood pressure. I don't take one measurement. I take three. And, of cour
As much as I was effortlessly earning the high grades in math and science--high marks, as it was referred to in the old country--I knew even during my high school days that my career would not be in anything related to science and technology. I knew there was something missing, but I did not know what it was.
We do not always toss away things once they become useless. We might hold on to them because that "useless" stuff means something significant. Something profound.Like this spoon here.
It is almost always the case that we humans are way more quick and eager to complain than we are about appreciating and thanking. At work, or at home, or at stores, or wherever. Which is why I watch out for what students have to say about me. After all, if the negative feedback is what is usually exp
The older I get, the more I notice lessons in everyday life.It was another foggy day when I left home for the long drive north to Seattle. "At least it is not a ground-level fog" I told myself. Driving for a long stretch in limited visibility is a pain and, thankfully, this was more like very low hanging c
"I eat eggs" my father remarked to his cousin sister, which made her laugh in her typically loud laughter."Not just now. Right from when I was a child. My mother was told by the doctor to give me eggs because of my health complications when I was young." The cousin's mother and my father's father were sibl
It was foggy. Again. For the third consecutive day. And freezing cold. I wished it would start raining, and get rid of the damn fog.Fog or rain or sun, a man has got to do what a man has got to do.The man had to get the oil changed in the car. I drove to the dealership, handed them the ke
I suppose it is a sure sign that I am getting old when I don't seem to get bored about eating a slice of toast every morning. The only question is whether I should spread peanut butter on it, or Nutella, or that rare day when I reach for butter and jam. But, like my dog who always seemed happy to eat the same food eve
Over the years, my parents and my sister have gotten into an interesting way to mark birthdays and other events--they donate money to institutions whose missions they are passionate about. One of those is a goshala that is a little outside of C
Because Ramesh's blog is about business-related matters (or so, he claims!) they are usually topics that I don't blog about even if I am interested in them. And, of course, I comment on his posts, whether I know anything about it or not. Over the
When we are familiar with the routines that our families and friends have, and when we notice a deviation from those routines, we watch out. "Where is the blog" messaged an old high school friend. In addition to replying to her, I thought maybe I ought to preempt another from my school days, to which he re
Something new every day. Today's installment? I had no idea that Inspector Javert--you remember him from Les Misérables, right??--"seems to have been born Roma." Did you know that before? The son of a fortune-teller, he spent his life "with an inexpressible hatred for that b
Life is always full of surprises.As I walked towards my seat, I noticed that the business class was full. Not an empty seat. Maybe this is why I no longer get those free upgrades anymore--at least, I can console myself that way!We left the gate on schedule. I decided to watch a movie even
Those familiar with my posts here or my op-eds will know what my answer will be to the question in the subject line. But, enough about me; let's bring in some real experts!That question in the subject line of this post is a part of the
A few days before the snow/ice freeze happened last December, the first Sunday of that month I was perched in front of the television set, to watch one of my favorite television programs:
She waved a big hi, and smiled a big smile. If only I were welcomed like this by everybody! "But, I have more than ten items" I said. Yes, it is back to my beat, and I was back at my regular grocery store to restock after the India trip. "That's ok" she said while waving me ov
After my day-long roaming about at Kanchipuram two years ago, I knew that I would not turn down any opportunity to go there again. The city is rich with history and art and architecture, and there is a lot of lost time I need to make up for, I suppose.So, when father suggested that we drive down to Kanchip
A few months ago, a great aunt recalled her younger days and her interest in Carnatic music. With disappointment in her tone even after all these decades, she described how her folks poured water on her passions--after all, those were the days when women singing and dancing was often associated with the
"A rose by any other name would smell as sweet" wrote Shakespeare. Yes. But, ...Chellam is my mother's name. In Tamil, the word also means a favored child, a pet child, or a word used to mean something like "my dearest." Of course, not everybody with the name Chellam is create
When I reached my seat, I was disappointed that despite my careful seat selection, I was at the row that I thought I had systematically avoided--the bulkhead row that is usually for families with infants and toddlers. They had changed the plane and retained the row/seat, which meant that I was now stuck with a toddler
At the boarding gate, in the chairs near me was a family of four. Indian-American. Tamil-American. Appa, amma, anna, thangai. The boy was perhaps ten and the girl looked two years younger.The mother had had enough of sitting around. "I am going to look at the shops" she said a
Five hours to kill at Frankfurt airport. Damn connections because I live in a small town in the remote Pacific Northwest.As I passed the Business Class lounge that Ramesh perhaps frequented during his jetset-executive days, I thought it might be
As I noted in this commentary at Planetizen, back in 2007, the graduate schooling in the social sciences, after an undergraduate in electrical engineering, was a result of wanting to do something to mitigate the suffering caused by economic deprivation.
Consider this excerpt: For upper-middle class men, notes sociologist Michèle Lamont, a
The older I get, the more I can think about the mistakes, small and large, that I have made. "How could I have been that stupid?" I often ask myself. But, hey, stupid is as stupid does! Thanks to the years, I have also had my s
I like to think that the reason for the adoption of English as a dominant global language lies not in its adaptability or the geographic reach of the British Empire, but in a phenomenally easy one: the utterly uncomplicated, and simple-syllable, way of saying "I love you." That phrase explains it all.
... the economy will collapse tomorrow morning That is pretty funny, and profound when you consider the source: Samantha Who? Yes, that Christina Applegate sitcom, which