Escapism I had back in 2004 made, what I thought was, a very witty comment. I was returning back to India for the first time from the United States. As the plane made its final descent into Mumbai skies, I could distinctly notice a change of smell within the cabin. Almost as if the waft[…]
I haven’t yet been south of the equator but came really close to that dotted line on the globe during my travel to Singapore. I wasn’t sure what to expect there. I had heard from several sources that Singapore is an extremely clean city outrivaling most cities in the developed Western world. But besides the[…]
David could hardly be considered a socialite. His past embroiled in stealing Aston Martins had made him a recluse for many reasons. Even after he gave that up for Jennifer, he had remained his reticent self. He was also fairly awkward with Jen in most situations. This clumsiness she had once considered attractive, she hated[…]
Race tracks have an aura about themselves. There are not merely random asphalt spaghetti laid down between patches of field and grass. But rather, they string together a heightened sense of danger and anticipation that no other normal road can. As you approach a race track, you become aware of the clings of automotive wrenches[…]
At work we often struggle to convert subjective qualities of vehicle performance into measurable objective variables. Even if we do it successfully the results tend to surprise us. It is a necessary evil that automotive engineers like me have to deal with. Lately I have been convinced that the Aston Martin DB V12 vantage is[…]
The beginning My earliest vivid food memory goes all the way back to my very young sunny days in Nashik. I would return from school in a three wheeled contraption that would miraculously and very unsafely transport over 10 kids to school and back. My favorite spot was of course next to the driver on[…]