Gary Becker, the Nobel laureate in Behavioral Economics describes family as a little factory in which husband and wife are specialized producers of complementary household goods; women equipped for rearing children, trade home production with men, who’ll specialize in...
Your friends organize a shindig and you can't go…. You check Twitter, Facebook or WhatsApp...every 30 seconds… stare at phone… to ring. Beep-beep….. constantly text friends to see what they’re doing…. you feel edgy, slightly annoying, and mostly...
PROMOTING THE FALSE EGO“Is it not time for the hearts of those who believe, should tremble at the remembrance of Allah and what We’ve revealed of the truth? Or have they become like those who were given the book before them. A long time passed over them and their hearts...
{I’ m croaking! I’m croaking! (another frog ’well of course we’re frogs!’) No, I’m dying! I’d my fortune told! (‘oh, well I’ll help you with that…. hits him in the head with a rock and knock into pond….now your fortune was...
People know who they’re and why the traffic is stopped and roads cleared…..a huge cavalcade of hooters and a pilot car clears the route. Cars with red lights and sirens are theirs. Commandos that guard them……. ranging from ‘X’-‘Y’, ‘Y’-‘Z’, and...
As if the month of Ramadan were going to be there to the last syllable of recorded time, many of us disinclined Roz-e-daars would conjure nightmarish visions of the mind boggling hunger/thirst pangs and the brute curfew on the freak outs. Hot, scorching Ramadan was a desert...
Control-freak wife doesn’t let you out of her sights before she’s approved what you’re wearing, how your hair looks, where you’re going, and when you’ll be home—and then she’ll still check in with you by phone a dozen times while you’re out. She’s not...
(One hand on horn, One hand greeting, One ear on cell-phone, One ear listening to loud music, Foot on accelerator, Eyes on female pedestrians, Conversation with someone in next car-"Welcome to our city!!!") Driving on our potholed...
On a chilly morning of May 2012, as the thin, frail teenager imam (a stop-gap arrangement) finishes with the fajr in the recently built ‘Masjid-e-Omar, Hanfee’ of our locality (have you ever seen a Masjid dedicated in the Name of Allah…? Masjid-e-Allah = Allah's Masjid)...
Neither the ‘Toyota Production System’ nor ‘lean management’ would exist today had Taiichi Ohno been a reasonable man. Thank heavens he was, in his own words, "amanojyaku" or a person who’s contrarian and who purposely does the opposite of what others do and breaks...
(‘Ask not for whom the horn honks, it honks for thee……’ John McCarthy) I’m on the road, chilling out, minding my own business and then suddenly there is a volley of Hooo…aaaa….ooonks …. I turn back and see a Car wallah honking horn, nobody...
“Is it not time for the hearts of those who believe, should tremble at the remembrance of Allah and what We’ve revealed of the truth? Or have they become like those who were given the book before them. A long time passed over them and their hearts became...
Control-freak wife doesn’t let you out of her sights before she’s approved what you’re wearing, how your hair looks, where you’re going, and when you’ll be home—and then she’ll still check in with you by phone a dozen times while you’re out. She’s not...
The steel frame of rising power men (and women) who decide the fate and fortunes of people is increasingly looking like a soulless greedy herd. Even when we live in the global world of internet and e-governance, the huge unwieldy mainframe beasts hold all the aces to cement...
Way back in 1980s, masjids (we’d only few) would largely remain unattended, except of course during Ramzan and on Fridays. Bey-nimazees nonetheless formed a God-fearing lot, who lived a life of virtue and were largely contented with their ‘haakh-batta’. They won’t...
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