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Archive for July 2008

Bangalore to New York

Posted by: Subrata Majumdar on: July 26, 2008

I don’t know how to describe the Executive Lounge at the Bangalore International Airport (BIA) because I have never seen anything even remotely like it ever. It is a third in size to a normal lounge and has a separate First Class section (there are recliners there – I peeped). The restrooms are even weird. [...]

Yes Sir, Yes Sir, Three Bags Full

Posted by: Subrata Majumdar on: July 23, 2008

Commentator after commentator in the Indian media, political inclinations and insinuations notwithstanding, shed copious amounts of reptilian tears over the appearance of naked cash in the floor of the Parliament during the trust vote yesterday. A hallowed shrine, the sanctum sanctotum of Indian politics, was eviscerated, they wailed.

Hogwash.
Indian politics, right from the dark days of [...]

They Come Together. And How.

Posted by: Subrata Majumdar on: July 15, 2008

Rabindranath Tagore – the Poet Laureate of India
Matt Harding – an idiosyncratic individual bit by the wanderlust bug. Jives with strangers around the world in a dance that is somewhere in-between Chicken and Raindance.
Garry Schyman – a musician based in Los Angeles
Palbasha Sidique – a 17 year old Bangladeshi girl who lives in Minneapolis, USA
Praan [...]

Cricinfo Latest Photos

Posted by: Subrata Majumdar on: July 15, 2008

It would be funny if it wasn’t sad

Posted by: Subrata Majumdar on: July 15, 2008

They came driven in their own cars to do the needful. The needful were different for the two protagonists of the Nuclear Deal Drama India has witnessed in the past couple of weeks. Prakash Karat, the Communist boss, came to announce the withdrawal of support in a Wagon R (the small car from Maruti Suzuki). [...]

GL 007: Licensed to Separate

Posted by: Subrata Majumdar on: July 14, 2008

I have been following the Gurkha movement for an independent state with tepid interest. I must confess that I have never been to Darjeeling or have crossed the Teesta river and my only exposure to the northern part of West Bengal has been through Satyajit Ray’s “Kanchenjungha” and the songs of Anjan Dutta. I have [...]