Fall of Golconda

  Standing on the ramparts of Golconda fort as a tourist, I was transported to a day in September 1687. From the fortified walls, eighth Sultan of Golconda, was looking at the imperial siege of his fort for the last eight months. How much longer? In the imperial tent, impatient emperor Aurangzeb asked, “I am... Continue Reading →

Horns of a Dilemma #wow

“When I tell the truth, there will be consequences,” thought Narayanan, as he tossed sleepless on his bed, “if I don’t tell the truth, I look small in my eyes.” Naryanan recalled a meeting with his boss, the evening earlier and mulled over his advice, “Are you busy? Lets go for a drink.” Naryanan was... Continue Reading →

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