Mumbai Coffee House

It's been a cruel summer. And the heat has made people do strange things. Like join a gym in my case. I am no stranger to the word of gyms (note to self: the surprise element should come at the end of a post) . From akhara like non air conditioned places to the college gym which I think had the same equipment which Netaji had used to strengthen his legs before he kicked the Brit prof down the Presidency stairs to suave gyms at Mumbai and fancy ones in luxury hotels. Then my back gave in during a holiday and I got an excuse to stay away. But I would look at gyms occasionally. Especially when I would see the disturbingly rotund figures of food show hosts on Indian TV channels. Very different from the Bourdains the Majumdars and the Chins. Checked with my Ortho. My last hope. The cherubic and corpulent gent smiled and said "of course you can go". So I did a round of local gyms a few idle Saturdays back. Was hounded with SMSs and calls from them since. Two months f...

"The best way to ignite Saurav is to write him off" Steve Waugh The other day K was referring to a couple of friends of ours as 'Tendulkar Fanatics'. I said that it is easy to be a Tendulkar fan. He scores oodles of runs. Acclaimed by all. Owns most personal cricket batting records. In fact you actually have to be fanatical to be a Saurav Ganguly fan in my opinion. Consider the evidence. A man with patchy performances. Glorious at his best. Farcical at his worst. Often inconsistent. You always have your heart in your mouth when Dada bats. You have no idea what he will dish out. And over the last years its often not been much. While, as many point out, Tendulkar's still going on like a well oiled machine. I had met a gaggle of fellow thirty plus Bengalis a few days back. The most consistent support group of Ganguly. In contrast to Ten whose supporters cut across clans and countries. We asked ourselves about why we Bengalis support Ganguly. Even when he is...