Here's an entry that got sucked into a time warp. The lines below were written in the first week of September during an INSEAD week, but disappeared into a seldom-accessed Drafts folder on my pda-phone:- Propped by in bed in Ibis Fontainebleau right now. Fatima is rolling about in the sheets, putting her newly bought... Continue Reading →
Truman Show: The End of Make Believe
Sitting in the main hall of the Brussels Commune - 3rd hour of an interminable wait, only to tell them that I'm changing address. Of course this will be followed by a police visit to verify the address change, and finally yet another eternal morning at the commune to make the change on our cards.... Continue Reading →
Committed: Alea Iacta Est
The deed is done, or as ol' Julius put it, "the die is cast". All things considered, it was not as big a deal as I was semi-expecting. Having given myself ample time to get fully reconciled to the idea, the actual execution of it seemed breezily matter-of-fact. I surprised even myself at the relative... Continue Reading →
Lima Beans: aka Butter Beans
The last couple of weeks have been pretty decisive. I have engaged in some keen discussions and deep reflection on the pros and cons of changing habitat. Whichever way I see it, the arguments in favor of moving are overwhelmingly strong, both from a rational as well as an emotional perspective. I have settled into... Continue Reading →
Two Shadows: Executive Exchange
The Exec Exchange deal came to a head today. I was tail-gated by PB and CB all day as part of the shadowing program, and was reminded of the Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle (the dummy version) which says something about the measuring process interfering with what is being measured. You cannot go through the motions pretending... Continue Reading →
Bhangra Scuffles
There’s nothing dignified about a scuffle, no matter how putatively superior the position of one of the actors. The photo of a dust-up between police and protestors has the effect of a distorting funny-mirror, turning any righteous indignation (real or fake) into slapstick comedy. It is hard to feel anything but amusement at the image of pot-bellied... Continue Reading →
Home to Roost…and Reflect
Drove back from Fontainebleau today. Felt like I'd hit the wall by the time we got in, done in with the combined effects of a flu, a late night last night (SM's event on a yacht on the Seine), and an almost 4 hour long drive back to Brussels. I would rate it as one... Continue Reading →
Remote Post: Blogging @ the Barber
So here I am, waiting my turn at the coiffure, trying to test the portability of the blogging lifestyle. I'm typing attentively with my stylus, laboriously picking out the miniscule letters like a type-setter in a medieval press might have done. My HTC is an improvement on the Nokia 9500 brick I lost in a... Continue Reading →
Cows & Goats: A Day at the Zoo
Took a trip to Planckendael today - the sprawling and somewhat unkempt quasi-zoo between Brussels and Antwerp. They don't do zoos well in Belgium. This was a kind of safari on foot through an unpaved and confusing meshwork of tracks, bearing little resemblance to their ostensibly user-friendly hand-drawn map. We walked for what seemed like... Continue Reading →
Notes to Self 