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Continue reading →: THE APPLE CARDS
Mary was in the kitchen, carefully following a recipe from My Mother’s Kitchen on YouTube. Today’s dish was her favorite—raw plantain mezhukkupuratti*. She sprinkled a little more salt, gave the stir-fry a final stir, and covered the pan. Done. Just as she stepped out of the kitchen, her phone buzzed. Ping! Mary glanced…
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Continue reading →: Unraveling Secrets: A Story of Corporate Greed
John Abraham’s life collapsed in seven minutes. That was the exact length of his termination meeting at Tectron Corporation. Seven minutes of corporate jargon delivered by a new management team that didn’t know him or wanted to know him. “Restructuring,” they said and there was “nothing personal” about it! But…
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Continue reading →: A Little Bit Of This, A Lot MORE Of That!
On Sunday afternoon, as usual, I lay down to take a nap. Just as sleep began to gently hug me, someone called. When I saw Cherian’s name glowing on the mobile screen, I knew it had to be something important. “What is it, Cherian? It’s been quite a while since…
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Continue reading →: Who Is Your Best Friend?
The last bus for Ernakulam had just left as Tom reached the bus station at Muvattupuzha. With a cellphone already dead, he waited under the bus shelter as heavy rain lashed out. The money he had with him was not enough for a room in a lodge or for a…
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Continue reading →: The Soda Shop | 12/12/2035
When the conductor called for tickets, I reached into the backpack for the wallet and almost lost my mind — there was nothing where my wallet should have been. I searched the backpack a couple of times but came up empty. Without money, my journey was as good as over.…
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Continue reading →: It’s Complicated!
When Asha joined CBA Advertising, Bombay, she stood out immediately. She was warm, graceful, and had a smile that made everyone around her relax. It wasn’t long before she and I discovered we lived along the same bus route. Every morning and evening, we found ourselves side by side, talking…
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Continue reading →: The Mushroom Man
I first met Dr. Raman Shetty at a family gathering in Bombay in 1975. My cousin introduced him as “the mushroom man,” a botanist who had left a university job to start a mushroom farm in Mysore. He spoke quietly, with an intensity that made even the dullest subject sound valid. His restless…
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Continue reading →: The Rolex Man
Alex Fernandez still remembers the day he bought that watch. It was on June 24, 2010 — a humid afternoon in Bombay. He was walking through a crowded street near Crawford Market when a street vendor caught his eye. “Rolex, sir! Original. Clearance price!” The vendor flashed a couple of…
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Continue reading →: The Purifier | AD 2035
The hailstorm rolled into the city and ice fell like shards of broken glass onto the pavement of St. Augustine Square in Baltimore. Somewhere between the Basilica and the Mayor’s office, a hooded man walked quietly in the shadows. He was Daniel Thomas, a forgotten city secretary who once believed in…

