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2015 - The End of the Path

For those who came in late: http://greenersideofgrass.blogspot.in/2015/05/khambatta-is-dangerous-man.html      Rajiv woke up with a start. It had been 20 years since their house had been attacked, since he lost his sister Poorva. But it all seemed so fresh, as if it were only yesterday that their house in Andheri was covered with shards of glass, bullet casings, violent fire, followed by the grief of losing his elder sister Poorva and her fiance - Agent Shiv, to the now most dangerous man in Mumbai - Victor Khambatta. The eerie silence had lasted in their house for 20 years, and now revenge had become a distant dream. Khambatta had grown exceedingly mighty, and getting one's hands on him had become more difficult than ever before, even for the ACS' top agents - Agent Rajiv and Agent Sujay. ________________________________________________________________________      The 2 brothers had followed their father's footsteps into the ACS, and General Joshi could not have be

How YouTube Got My Mother To Stop Nagging Me

     My sincere apologies to those who clicked on the link thinking it's a self-help guide to doing what the title says. It is not. But it is about YouTube, yes. Let me take you back to those days when you had to search for hours online for that movie clip or music video you suddenly thought about. By the time you got to it, either your desire to watch the video had vanished, or you found 12 seconds of that video in really bad print. Let me take you farther behind, remember when you had to buy VCDs and DVDs of movies that you would watch only in the first week after you'd bought them, or when someone came over, and soon it just sat in your drawer like a liability and a shameful reminder of how careless you had been?      Not farther enough, how about the time you had to record on your VCR (Millennial kids: "What?") an episode of your favourite show or a movie on TV you wanted to watch but did not have time to? Pretty often you had to write over an old tape, which w