During my years in Assam, thanks to Ron Sircar’s ingenious nautical engineering skills which enabled us to spend our long weekends as gypsies on the water, those forays had, perforce, to be limited to the dry season when the mighty Brahmaputra had calmed down after...

During the 15 odd years when I was an expatriate, living and operating first out of Dubai and subsequently out of Sri Lanka running my own business, I was more akin to a travelling salesman, pounding pavements of cities in country after country peddling my wares.  The...

This particular yarn being spun around those lovely days in Assam in the ’80s, for this one I’m giving my friends in the south a respite and letting them off the hook. Regardless of whether he be in North India or down South, the very job required, no, demanded that...

My appetite having been seriously whetted by that first fleeting visit to Rookwood in ’98, during the intervening years before I landed feet first in Colombo in 2000, having added his teas to my range of offerings, I was in constant touch with Ronnie.  To press home...