Where there’s a will, there’s a highway After I finished reading ‘Mindblogs1.0’ by Christina Daniels, Nirmala Govindarajan and Zahid H Javali, I was euphoric. Here was a down-to-earth, well-crafted book by three well-known bloggers on topics one likes to read about. After reading that there was a section for readers to contribute, I decided to […]
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Mind Blogs 1.0 has a cute story to go with every cup of coffee: Prem Koshy
Over the past 60 years, the walls of Koshy’s have listened to millions of stories narrated to one another – from great-great grandfathers to great-great grandsons. They have encompassed all religious, social, national, ethnic boundaries and backgrounds. Many a book on different subjects has been born here. But, this special book, with its brilliant stories […]
Mind Blogs 1.0 is pioneering a new art form: Peter Colaco
Peter Colaco (extreme right) Now It Can Be Told. The Gang of Three who have been recently observed around a table in Koshy’s, evening after evening… (in concentrated silence, with an occasional Mexican Wave of giggles passing through the group…). They were not just our usual happy, Koshy’s regulars, drinking tea for timepass… They were […]
The people behind Mind Blogs 1.0
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Mind Blogs 1.0 and its target audience
Where do I begin to tell the story of Mind Blogs 1.0? In the beginning! There was a table. And a few chairs. There was Christina. And also Z (Zahid). Then there was Gen Now (we believe we are at least a decade more experienced than Gen Now is). Everyday, I realised I was thrilled. […]
An idea, a mind blog
When I look back, the journey on Mind Blogs began as an idea in Nimmi’s mind discussed over endless cups of coffee at Koshy’s. Why not bring together all those little bits and pieces of writing that we had on different themes in the world around us? The development of this idea into a book […]
Brainstorming at Koshy’s
Time – 3 pm Place – Koshy’s I often wondered why Christina went on Saturday evenings to meet her friends at Koshy’s. She went there when it rained or stormed. Nothing was more important to her than this. Three friends were in the serious business of writing offtrack stories. Each Saturday meeting was a brainstorming […]