No taareef for Trump’s tariffs

This tariff business has got the whole world in a twist. The President of the United States of America, Donald Trump vowed to impose reciprocal tariffs on countries which enjoy an advantageous tariff equation against the United States. That appears to include every single country on God’s green land including little-known islands where only penguins …

      IPL. Still crazy after all these years.

The Indian Premier League (IPL) is upon us. Once more with feeling. This is the 18th edition of this obscenely cash-rich tournament and no one seems to be tiring of it. It is another matter altogether that many cricket followers, particularly those of an older generation, swear blind that they will never watch another IPL …

Leaves that are green turn to brown

I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song / I’m twenty-two now but I won’t be for long / Time hurries on / And the leaves that are green turn to brown. Simon & Garfunkel. Not finding anything earth-shattering to write about this week (if truth be told, it happens to me every week), …

News channels move over, the Podcasters are here.

I don’t know about you, dear reader, but I have all but stopped watching the news bulletins on television, along with their noisy debates. As I am channel-agnostic, my disenchantment with the news as purveyed cuts across all television channels. There are two reasons for this cynical observation. The obvious one is the abysmal quality …

   Brother can you spare 5 million USD?

Say don’t you remember, I’m your pal / Brother can you spare a dime? From the song composed in 1932 during the Great Depression in America. POTUS, or to put it in its expanded form, President of the United States, Donald Trump has just made an announcement the whole world would do well to pin …

Too much of a good thing

The dreaded day is upon us. They say it comes just once every four years, but in between we have another variant of the same which overwhelms our television screens. And our lives. In case you have still not cottoned on to what I am obliquely referring to, let me set your mind at rest. …

‘Alas, poor thing!’

At the outset, let me proffer my humble apologies to Shakespeare, Hamlet and poor Yorick’s skull, which was Hamlet’s object of profuse sympathy. Yorick was the court jester and, I daresay, was a barrelful of laughs as he and his master downed many a tankard of the blushful Hippocrene at the nearby King & Crown. …