December 2009
9 posts
The visa shufflers
“Hello, madam, spit your choo-ing gum.” I let out a subtle chuckle at the sound of that order hoping she was being funny. “Choo-ing gum feko!”, she almost yelled the second time. My friend opened his napkin and eyed towards it, clearly indicating the proposed action. I spat it out and turned to the security outside the Visa consulate in Mumbai.
She checked my documents and...
“I am writing about Farmville and want to know what do you like about Farmville,...”
The death of uncool →
We’re redefining the relevance of pop and I love it!
We’re living in a stylistic tropics. There’s a whole generation of people able to access almost anything from almost anywhere, and they don’t have the same localised stylistic sense that my generation grew up with. It’s all alive, all “now,” in an ever-expanding present, be it Hildegard of Bingen or a Bollywood soundtrack. The idea that...
Think Pandora for Information →
An iPhone app that gives you information that is relevant to you:
Think of my6sense as Pandora for information — an algorithm learns what content is most relevant to you and then surfaces the top 5 percent of that content.
“Deep reading — the kind that you engage in when you get lost in the syntax and...”
– Wife/Mother/Worker/Spy - The Endless First Chapter - NYTimes.com (via karigee) (via whilebird)
Mobile in India - Jumping Ahead to the Future →
I agree that there’s a lot of cross-cultural learning that needs to take place to truly optimize and reach mobile’s potential as a communications platform for advertisers.
After having observed the mobile industry in India over the last twenty days, it is apparent that we might have leaped over a few basic steps and went right ahead to the advanced value added services. What is great is the...
The famous Indian Rickshaw-wallas
Someone once told me that the best way to see Mumbai was in a Rickshaw. What they didn’t tell me was why it was the best mode of transport. I almost dropped the bottle of maaza that found an irreplaceable place in my purse over the last few days when I saw an auto-rickshaw passing by, claiming to the world in obnoxious word art colorful font, “East or wast, my rickshaa...