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Monthly Archives: January 2006

Infosys, Bangalore and Me

A memo to:
Sri N. R. Narayanamurthy, Chief Mentor, Infosys
Sri Nandan Nilekani, CEO, Infosys
Sri Mohandas Pai, CFO, Infosys
Dear Sirs,
As a former shareholder in your esteemed company, I read with great interest stories in all the national business dailies on your third quarter perfmorance. While the volatility in rupee seems to have impacted marginally your profitability, you [...]

Some random cricket notes

The India- Pakistan cricket series begins on Friday. I want to start a new series called ‘Prabhakar would have said’ and review each game in memory of my late coach V. Prabhakar, who died in an accident four years ago. An immensely talented player, Prabhakar worked at and played for the Mysore based Ideal Jawa [...]

Vacana: Pilgrimages - 1

Vacanas are the moral compass for the Land of Lime. My friends know how obsessed I have been about figuring out civilizational significance of the vacanas. Ever since I began posting vacanas, I have also been considering writing brief commentaries on them. Today, I want to post four vacanas, which constitute an appropriate commentary on [...]

A tale of two ropeways

Do we need a ropeway in Tirupati and Sravanabelagola, to reach the top of the hill and perform worship?

For over twenty years now, a debate has been raging over constructing a ropeway to reach India’s richest temple, but objections have been raised from many quarters, including neighboring villagers and Tirupati priests. A. Devarajan [...]

Vacana: What do we cultivate?

My body I have made a garden,
My mind a spade.
I have dug up illusion’s weeds,
Broken up the clods of worldliness,
Harrowed the earth, and sown
The spirit’s seed.
The thousand-fold lotus is my well,
My water-wheel my breath;
From my subtle nerve I have
Channeled the water.
And to keep out the five
Bulls of sense
That might trample my crops,
I have set up [...]

In the company of historians

There is something different to be in the company of historians at AHA, even for those of us who live our lives among historians. Everywhere on the streets of downtown Philadelphia, at the convention center, in cafes, restaurants and hotels, they were conspicous by their sombre mood, unsmiling visage and the burden of carrying the [...]