Page 2 - People Like Us
The binge and detox regimen
Kishore Singh talks about health
Kishore Singh: The little joys to be thankful for
It is a little like glimpsing old photographs and feeling a sense of sweetness, or sorrow
Kishore Singh: 'We're out of cash.' End of story
Newspaper delivery boy: 'What, you don't have Paytm yet?'
Kishore Singh: Getaway to a romantic past
I found myself amidst the city's dazzling glitterati headed for that evening's celebrations
Kishore Singh: Want to flee Delhi? Don't go to Goa
In Goa, you are defined as much by the village that makes up your address as by the neighbours who keep you company
Kishore Singh: The Indian export the US needs
Donald Trump's penthouse a couple of blocks away from the office has been a source of worry for my colleagues in New York
Kishore Singh: How weddings have changed
Everyone knows that weddings are expensive business, and in these days of demonetisation the pinch is being acutely felt
Kishore Singh: Where am I going?
Over the last years, all airports have developed a sameness that is alarming
Kishore Singh: Time to break the piggy bank
Anyone who's ever taken a red-eye in India will tell you the rows of people at check-in are no different from the lines of pilgrims at Kumbh Mela on 'maha snan' day
Kishore Singh: The haze left by Diwali
Someone - I think it was my wife -said it was Diwali, but it was difficult to tell for the smog
Kishore Singh: When 'polite' is quite the opposite
Banks now prompt you more pointedly than politely, but that's a moot point about imminent EMIs
Kishore Singh: Celebrating intellectual bankruptcy
Word seemed to have leaked to the servants that sahib might be in some kind of trouble
Kishore Singh: Catering to her whims & fancies
All those men whose wives are content with a bauble or two, they have it easy
Kishore Singh: Being no more than a kept man
The following day, while I grabbed a hasty sandwich at work, she found herself at one of the trendiest new cafes in Mumbai
Small town's big offerings
Just how much difference there is between the mega-cities we live in and the small towns that make up India is brought home to me every time I visit my parents in Bikaner
Kishore Singh: When respect means DIY
When among the richest citizens in a city offer to make you a cup of tea, you cannot but feel humbled, especially since it's something my wife does not "respect" - an American term I've become accustomed to. If I'm late for an appointment, I don't respect that person's time; if I hope someone else will clean and carry my used coffee cup from the office desk to the pantry for washing up, I don't respect their position. "You don't respect what I do for you," I told my wife recently, wondering what she'd say in her defence. "It's true," my wife concurred, "I don't respect you." With that attitude, I do not think she would have much future in America.When my hosts in Chicago invited me home for tea and dessert following a charming meal in an Italian bistro, it was no surprise that they undertook to fetch and carry for themselves in an apartment close to where Ludwig Mies van der Rohe, the architect who built several iconic modern buildings, lived. Chandeliers sparkled in their home, showin
Kishore Singh: Manhattan melange
You'd imagine dogs are a New Yorker's best companion, more steady then their passing love interests, accompanying their masters and mistresses everywhere
Kishore Singh: When the real hosts are absent
Our son asked his sister to invite her friends over too, and then asked her to do the flowers, oversee the presentation of the food and interiors
Kishore Singh: Pampered silly and content
Ours was a looker, lean and athletic, and life in the household revolved around his shenanigans, which is hardly conducive in a home whose resident insists on singular attention
Kishore Singh: Working girl in the city
When she decided to accept an assignment in Gurgaon, we told our daughter she might have commuting issues, considering we live in Noida, which would entail her travelling through three states of the NCR before she could report for work. But our daughter is nothing if not headstrong, so she signed up anyway, and in preparation for the new job, took a shopping trip to New York to dazzle everyone at the workplace. She bought jackets so she might look more corporate, and a suitcase full of shoes for which she's still paying interest on her credit card. She shopped for shirts and bags with logos of the kind that feature in glossy magazines.Things went swimmingly the first week because I was travelling and she had the driver to herself. Oh, she complained about the commuting time, and the traffic jams, but she arrived at work showing off her new wardrobe. The cook gave her treats for the journey, and she had the music and her magazines, so it wasn't all bad, and she made light of the hours s
