Ahem, for the introduction. It’s important, at the outset, that you understand that the lesser said about me, the better. I was born in the year the first Big Mac was served, the Beatles song ‘Hey Jude’ was released and the maiden flight of Boeing 747 took wings, and 8 days after Madison Square Garden opened in New York City. That should give Interpol enough to chew on. Still looking for dirt? I’ll need to see some ID, please. And, a warrant if you are from law enforcement.
It’s possible that police in the following cities where I’ve lived – Chennai, Columbus, Pittsburgh, San Francisco Bay Area, Singapore, Bangalore – could be looking for me, as we speak. Then again, it’s possible that I’ve been a model citizen thus far.
There are a couple of things I’ve done that I’m thrilled to bits about. I’ve motorbiked on a Royal Enfield Bullet 500cc up the highest motorable road in the world to Khardung La from Leh. I’ve published a book which has quietly done well and got on to bestseller lists on both Amazon and Flipkart.
As for my daytime job/employment details, there’s nothing in particular that I am willing to confess to, unless huge amounts of money are wire transferred to my secret tax haven in advance. However, I could, in a self aggrandizing and pompous way, brag that I am an alum of IIT Madras and Carnegie Mellon University, but I won’t.
Do write me at whaatho at gmail dot com, and I promise to write back unless you’re a Nigerian offering me a deal.
(Let) Go. Be happy.
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