Kinokuniya | The Business Journey Behind Books

Kinokuniya | The Business Journey Behind Books

The Kinokuniya flagship store is located on Orchard Road–Singapore’s iconic shopping district. I’ve always found the entrance to the bookstore rather modest and inconspicuous. The moment I walk in, however, I am always spellbound by the impressive 33,000 sq. ft. space that houses an extensive collection of more than 400,000 titles from all over the world. Continue reading Kinokuniya | The Business Journey Behind Books

The Journey from Bookkeeping to Poetry

The Journey from Bookkeeping to Poetry

Apprentice-style learn-by-doing is a trademark of Gujarati businesses. I had learnt under a master from the day I emerged from the womb. Business school felt trivial and theoretical in comparison. During my first year, I gave my lecturers a hard time by misbehaving and sleeping in class. My good grades came as a surprise to them. Who needs school when life is our best teacher? Continue reading The Journey from Bookkeeping to Poetry

The Two of Cups: Jeanette Winterson’s Tale of Poseidon and the Earth

The Two of Cups: Jeanette Winterson’s Tale of Poseidon and the Earth

Sometimes he was a long way out and she missed him and the beached fishes gasped for breath. Then he was all over her again, and they were mermaids together, because there was always something feminine about my father, for all his power. Earth and water are the same kind, just as fire and air are their opposites.  Continue reading The Two of Cups: Jeanette Winterson’s Tale of Poseidon and the Earth

Tokyo to San Francisco: savouring suburban solitude

Tokyo to San Francisco: savouring suburban solitude

Everywhere I turn, people are speaking Spanish – America’s unofficial second language. I’m surprised that I can still understand the language fairly well – considering that I haven’t spoken it in some four years. I learnt a lot of new languages in my twenties – but Spanish is my still my favourite. I hear a whole plethora of other languages, too. Some I recognise. Others I don’t. I breathe in and out. It’s my first time in San Francisco, but I feel at home for the first time in a while.  Continue reading Tokyo to San Francisco: savouring suburban solitude