The Marketer Who Went Off Consumption

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I have many virtues, but modesty isn’t one of them.

I’m not at all apologetic about being smart or successful because I have had to fight against, and overcome, great odds to become who I am.

So, before you judge me for being far too fortunate, let me introduce you to some of my less fortunate selves.

You have already met the fat, ugly, awkward twelve year old boy I once was. I studied in a Hindi-medium government school in Patna, read Chacha Choudhary comic books in Hindi, and struggled to put together one coherent sentence in English. I wore thick glasses in a cheap plastic frame, hand-me-down ill-fitting too-short shorts, and white-and-blue rubber slippers from Bata. I watched Chitrahaar on Doordarshan and third grade Hindi movies on a black and white TV with my parents and half a dozen neighbors. I sucked at sports, stammered when I spoke to girls and was endlessly bullied by my classmates for being the teachers’ favorite. Even today, I feel jealous when a precocious twelve year old tells me about growing up with his parents’ collection of Hollywood classics or sixties jazz, because I grew up with nothing at all.