Want a nice farewell when you quit the company or… no fuss?

By Anita Iyer

Last days at work can be overwhelming. Filling a brown carton, unpinning pictures, post-its, memos, sending goodbye e-mails, packing up each piece of memory from your work desk, and checking out for the last time with your access card — goodbyes are hard, especially if you’ve loved your job, and have spent years at the company.

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Like Gregory Peck on the scooter, through the streets of Bangalore

By Allan Jacob

There was a time when scooters symbolised the automobile culture. I’d like to think there was a nice balance to life in those days. You didn’t have to be brave to drive a scooter. A helmet could be dispensed with. Normal was okay but would suffice. Riders simply stepped onto it, rested their feet on the platform and enjoyed the road. No fuss, no sweat — if they got a good first kick in. The starter may have stuck out like a big sore toe from beneath the bulbous machine but they were undeterred. They kicked it down once. Twice, three times. Cold start. So they tilted it to the side and let the engine juices flow.

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What those caves were like for the 12 brave Thai boys

By Suresh Pattali

Been there, done that, I know how bad it could get inside a dark hellish labyrinth a kilometre beneath the earth and four kilometres from the nearest point of sunlight. In the 19 days when the 12 boys and their football coach were trapped inside the flooded Tham Luang cave system in Thailand’s Chiang Rai province, not a day had passed without my prayers for their safety. Such was my agony that at times I metamorphosed into one among the boys who survived the ordeal on hopes, prayers, and more importantly the bond that existed between them.

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Basketball, I get. Now, to figure the fuss about the ‘other’ game

By Keith Pereña

A couple of weeks back, one of my colleagues approached me with a huge sheet of paper. On it, I noticed the names of other colleagues with numbers alongside them; he then asked if I wanted to place a bet on who was going to win the World Cup. I must have looked blank for he followed that up with, “You don’t follow the World Cup, do you?” As far as I was concerned, it was just one of those big events that needed to be reported on. It was just news.

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