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Author: Jawwad
Men in Black
All it takes is one suit to start an epidemic. After Imran’s (far right) arrival in February we became a much more respectable firm. Grey hair tends to do that. Four month’s later the Alchemy pitch is now being made by a team of MIB agents, one short of half a dozen. From left to…
Can you recognize this city?
Scenes of mayhem…
I get to teach another course at S P Jain in Dubai and end up with a group open book, open laptop, open network final on a fine Friday morning after teaching till mid night the night before. Here are some scenes of anguish, pain, denial, rage and suffering from my lovely students. Nilesh (below)…
New Alchemy Campus Sneak Peak
Here is what has been keeping me busy for the last two months… The new Alchemy campus. 6000 square feet, trees in full bloom, ample breathing space. Our own rockery, stonelaid paths and multiple table tennis tables. More pictures and the story behind the campus to follow once we have moved in and there is…
Soy
Ever since I discovered Soy at Ibn-Batuta Mall two years ago, I try and make it a point to have at least one meal here. And every time I have a bite sitting on rattan chairs, I slip back to our long ago, but not forgotten Californian adventure. Soy is outside the main Mall in…
MIA
I know I have been missing in action since the last post but a lot has been happening in our lives… From closing the largest deal in the history of Alchemy to moving into our new campus right next to Hill Park, from terrorizing new recruits to abusing difficult clients, it has been two long…
The rise and fall of the Pakistani Rupee
Us actuaries are a dreadful lot. Being a student of mortality tends to do funny things to your outlook. While as a nation we specialize in two national pastimes (bitching and complaining), our real talent lies elsewhere. Morbid outlooks and panic – no one does morbid outlooks and panic attacks like good old thoroughbred educated…
Death…
How will she come, the day death comes… One simple couplet by Faiz was my first poetic introduction to death somewhere in the early late 80’s, when I knew little about death or poetry. This was followed by Joeseph Heller’s Catch 22 that more or less rewired my brain. Catch 22 made irreverent fun of almost everything…
The death of Cyber Net
Two years down the road this company will be dead, sold out or infamous (possibly all three). You heard it here first. I have been a CyberNet customer for God knows how long. Maybe since 1996. I presume 12 years of loyal service gives me some bitching rights. When they launched DSL we dumped Habib…