Ghaas-Phus Globetrotter

Arre, tell me one thing. Why is it that the moment an Indian traveller steps onto a flight to Frankfurt or Tokyo, the world assumes their stomach is a botanical garden?In the corporate boardrooms of the West, I am the C-suite shark, the finance professional, the strategist. But the moment the "e;Networking Cocktail"e; begins, I am just a hungry TamBram man desperately dodging bacon-wrapped dates l...