Posted by: Dev Krishnan | August 28, 2017

Stress busted – Insights from my 3 year old

It’s been quite some time since I consciously tried to get involved in anything creative. I was just lazy! Life has become too mundane now and am trying to spend some time away from the buzz. I have been thinking about getting back to reading and blogging, which I had kept off for a long long time.

Today, I get a call from my better half while I was hurriedly typing away my frustration at work on my keyboard. I pick up to answer and I hear the voice of my three-year-old on the other end. She said, “Hello… enikk Achane bhayangara ishta!” (I love you so much papa!) and then went silent. Wow! Read More…

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Posted by: Dev Krishnan | April 10, 2011

Survival of the fittest

Its Summer. And Bangalore is getting hotter every day. The weather has given business opportunity to juice parlours and more recently to ‘cut-fruit’ vendors. ‘Cut-fruit’ reminds me of a person who used to do business on the street adjacent to my office during this time couple of years back.

He was one of the pioneers in my locality who did this business – he had a small cart with a glass box; a variety of fruits including babanas, chikoo, watermelon and others that you get in plenty during summer. He took care while serving his customers – he had a clean apron tied to his neck, and wore a glove while he prepared the bowl. You had the option of choosing your fruits. You also had the option of adding a little honey and / or a pinch of chaat masala on top of the bowl. All this and the joy of having relished upon a healthy snack cost just ten bucks! There was my office and an adjoining college at one end of the street and he used to do good business. You rarely found him without at least 2-3 customers enjoying his bowl.

Time passed and he had another cart besides his old one where he started selling Papayas and Watermelons separately and his better half was now supporting him in the daily activities. The sight of the lady cleaning the few square foot of the foot path where they put up their stall while her husband unloaded fresh fruits from a rickshaw was a daily sight I used to notice while walking to work.

Then fate struck. Another guy copied our old man’s business idea and opened his own fruit stall few meters closer to the college and my office. He put up a huge umbrella also, for his customers to avoid the hot sun. Construction work started on the vacant plot behind our old man’s fruit stall which forced him to shift his business to the other side of the road which had no trees. Slowly the number of customers began to reduce and one fine day, I saw that he and his stall have disappeared!

May be he was able to locate a better place where he shifted his business to (which I hope is what has happened). May be he succumbed to the trails life threw at him because he was not strong enough to win over them. Reminds me about Darwin’s theory of ‘survival of the fittest’ and how relevant it is in the lives of each one of us!

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