A tale of 2 storms…

The last week belonged to sandy and nilam, no matter what Obama/Romney or the congress/ iac say. Sandy hit the east coast of the USA, while its cousin played havoc on the southern coast of India. And here’s what intrigues me - I cannot imagine where they got their names from. Sandy wasn't sandy, she…

The biking chronicles – at the shop…

I seem to remember that sleeping beautyslumbered for a hundred years before her prince arrived and woke her up. And then - says the story - they lived happily ever after.I suspect though that they left out a little bit on that fairy tale. I am sure our beauty would also have been startled to…

Biking – The journey begins

There comes a time in everyone’s life when one wonders if one is exercising enough. Generally (and if you are like me), the answer comes back pronto – NO!!! I amble thoughtfully and watch some tv, thrash (metaphorically speaking) a politician or two, read a book – but the thought doesn’t go away. So I…

A story of 5 breakfasts and a stroll in the park…

Business beckoned again - this time to the United Kingdom. The travel gurus at my company used a very complicated algorithm to find me the least expensive “business class” route which would get me to London in time to attend a critical (or so they said) meeting. And the software declared that the most timely,…