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Review - MBA Is Not About Money, Blazer, Arrogance - Indian Fiction

I enjoy reading Indian authors and try to promote them whenever I can.  This is my latest Indian read, written in the endearing style of Indian English.  Indians have truly made the language their own and have come up with a version of English which you'll never hear the Queen speak - but I love it all the same.   I used to go around trying to correct the English of the people in my Indian environment, but when I came to understand that in fact 'Indian English' is a language all by itself, I gave up that annoying habit. The rather curious title of this novel, the core message really,  simply means that an MBA degree is not just about getting glory, a huge pay packet and dressing up in a business suit.  But I suppose that’s obvious, really. This is the story of Revant, a young man from Hyderabad who enters a college in Mumbai to study for his Masters in Business Administration (MBA).  As soon as you get into reading this book, you start thinking that Revant is th

The Curse of Poverty - Short Story

As the dawn light spread its fingers across the early morning, Rajji stirred uneasily.  She tended to sleep like a street dog - ever alert, with one ear open.  But she'd been tired the previous night and as a consequence had slept rather heavily. Her life was a constant struggle, filled with tasks and responsibilities. If she hadn't been careful, she might have been robbed!  She sprang into alert mode and clutched about her person.  No, everything was in place, the precious money was undisturbed.  Thanks to her employment with the bank, cleaning for one hour every morning, six days a week, she even had a bank account which one of the bank employees had helped her to set up.  What little money she had saved up was safe..... She looked over her children.  Babu, her son lay sleeping still.  Muniya, her daughter, stirred, close to waking up.  But where was Gudiya, her youngest child?  Might have woken up early and gone to wander around.  Gudiya knew everyone around here and ever

Contradiction - and Puppy Love!

Last week, because of some crisis in my personal and emotional life, I missed posting with the LBC.  Therefore the topic of  "Puppy Love", suggested by Ramana, my dear brother, quite passed me by.  I can't say I wasn't relieved.   I used to pride myself on the fact that I could write about anything.  No topic too difficult.  Well, perhaps I couldn't write much about biochemistry, the subject in which my husband has a doctorate, but perhaps I could write about the impact that the science has had on me personally.  Or perhaps I couldn't write knowledgeably  about high flown subjects like philosophy and the like.  I could only write about those matters in a very general, layman's (or woman's) way.  But in general, I was always  like 'bring it on.  No topic too difficult".  And therein lies the contradiction.  My well of inspiration seems to have dried up recently. I used to work for an incredible man who was not only a writer, but a diplomat.