This page is a collection of incoherent barks of a half-dazed dog. You probably came here by mistake. But remember, not all who wander are lost. Friday, October 16, 2009. Ordinarily, I would hate myself for even thinking of doing this. In all probability, this will go unnoticed and into the unseen orphaned pages of the cyberspace dis. No one, and dare I say, no one.

I am everywhere, I am nowhere. Of Beef, Brahmins and Game Theory. On March 2, 2011. Just in case you stumbled here and were wondering, yes, I am very much alive. On May 10, 2009. We are glad we have you to guide us. We badly need your help in revamping IPL. Let us have a strategy.

On reaching his full pace, he closed the gap between himself and the other runner on the track. As he passed him by, he recognized the face. It was K, a classmate of his. Why did K run at this lonesome hour? Was he too in search of some kind of solace, or were his reasons merely calisthenic? June 16, 2007.