George Menezes

It has been a month of great excitement. Takes me back to a time when airplanes, pilots, strikes, bombs and austerity were part of my everyday life.

The Jet Airways strike hogged the headlines for over a week. So many questions. Should pilots be allowed to form a Union? Should pilots call a strike and create chaos for thousands of commuters who are exercising their legitimate right to fly from point A to point B for reasons that could even be urgent and compassionate? Can pilots go on mass sick leave? (more…)

I do not jog any more. Age, that much feared and ever vigilant phenomenon like the Tax collector, has caught up with me and mercilessly squeezed me dry of much of the energy I had, like the remnants of an over used tube of toothpaste.

But I still walk the Bandra waterfront. Carter Road, Bandstand and the Joggers Park, come rain or shine. But now I walk slowly, deliberately preserving by breath as well as my footfalls as if the treasure God has gifted to me for “caretaking” might suddenly disappear. (more…)