Feeding Techniques

''It's only the courageous who can survive the food onslaught of a sick son's mother'' - Napoleon Bonaparte, forced fed during Malaria of 1796 AD. I got Dengue fever last week. Goes without saying that my mother was worried and super-active all through out. She ensured that I ate something in every two hours. She, with... Continue Reading →

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What sets a Doctor apart?

Oh, this sounds like a typical Quora post, but let's try to jot it down here, quickly. Um, so, I am not particularly fond of doctors but I do admire their work and 'patience' (while they handle incessant patients). Anyway, since birth, I have come across many doctors and after today's visit, I realized that... Continue Reading →

Mom’s Sales Pitch

Mom was reading the newspaper with her usual vigor when she suddenly turned towards me and posed a difficult question, "Will you take me to this wedding exhibition at Hotel Ashok? My friend has put a stall there.." Now that's my mom looking at me expectantly, knowing very well that I am least interested in... Continue Reading →

MBA101: Where is my place?

Where is my place I'm still figuring out; Where is my place Looms my biggest doubt. Is it under the sun or over the moon, Wherever it is, I want to find it soon. Is it in the hands of some political goon But tell me, why should I dance to their tune. My place... Continue Reading →

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