Post Script

Some of you who read my last column thought they will get a nail-biting finish in this column. Some also thought that the last column…

While I was tasked with handling largely negative Indian media coverage about my promoter, based in Dubai, it was not always a struggle. Dubai itself…

My small ad agency at the publishing group was doing well. Everything looked fine. The work was satisfying. Appreciation was forthcoming. There was just one…

In the early morning hours of 26 June, 1975, Ms Indira Gandhi declared an emergency. There were no newspapers for 2 days. Censorship was imposed….

Life was good at ‘my advertising agency’ in the publishing house. Good work was being done, and there was a lot of appreciation for the…

Those were the days. There was no Twitter. And no Donald Trump. There were no TRPs. And no scams! There was also MJJ 4610, my…

And so, it came to pass…. Though married, I was briefed on a new matrimonial page for the leading Marathi newspaper (owned by the publishing…

Three years in Pune had been memorable.  We now had a son. The challenge was that he developed an infantile asthmatic condition and his doctor…

The Pune of 1986 was a haven for me in many ways…different kinds of clients, some very satisfying work, and the wonderful eating places tucked…

Life was good!  Till the time we took on the mandate for a political party! Leaving behind new learnings, as indeed a rude lesson on…