That's Lee Kuan Yew for those not familiar with Singapore or its epic journey from a third world colonial outpost to a bustling first world metropolis that boasts a robust yet stable economy, a multicultural society that works in harmony, gleaming skyscrapers, enviable infrastructure, clean roads, a world class airline and airport, one of the busiest ports among others. 

It didn't come easy (In his book 'From Third World to First', you get to know the challenges faced by the fledgling nation). But there's one interview by an L.A.Times journalist which, to me, sums up the vision of LKY (it appeared in the Straits Times maybe early 2000s, not sure). I still remember one section, which I paraphrase from memory:
Journalist: "So when you took over Singapore it must have been difficult."
LKY: "Yes, there were gangs every where, gang wars occurred frequently."
Journalist; "What did you do?"
LKY:"Well, we rounded them up and put them prison."
Journalist: "That must have been a long trial."
LKY (looks at the journalist): "There was no trial."
Journalist (after a pause): "Isn' that undemocratic?"
LKY: "Well, I knew you'd say that. I had a nation to build, I didn't have time to waste. Now you step out on the streets of Singapore, you can be sure they are safe." 

That was about the gist of the part I remember. But I admire the vision, the focus, he had for the country. He was involved in every aspect of the governing process, from its defence to housing to water treaties with the neighbours to how the road from the airport to city centre should look and everything in between. In Singapore, you'll notice gaps between flyovers. Why, you ask? Well, LKY observed that the plants in between the flyovers need sunshine hence it was essential to have gaps. Even on his last day, he is reported to have told his assistants to clear some debris floating on the Singapore River. 

While he had an excellent team to support him, he always led from the front. fielded uncomfortable questions from the reporters, faced the media boldly, made tough decisions, and made sure the red dot thrived. 

All of which proves you don't need reams of text to write a success story. Just three letters will do. 

For a long time I had wanted to do an app, a quote app to be specific, for this great sage of Arunachala, Ramana Maharishi. This dream came true on 4 Jan 2017 when the App Store, after rejecting the binary twice and asking me to add more of their APIs, said 'Congratulations! Your app is now ready for sale!'
My coding journey started a couple of years ago with Gamesalad, which didn't help, besides they were charging for just downloading and playing around with it.Then I bought a book on Python, which led me to take a few courses on Udemy where I found more courses on Ruby and Rails, which made me abandon Python. While learning Rails there and OneMonth, I discovered Swift and Xcode.
This seemed like an environment where I could build my dream app for Xcode came with drag and drop storyboards and Swift was a bit similar to Ruby. After taking multiple Swift courses, I found one that came close to what I was looking for on Udemy. After trying a few more, I started building my app based on the first course. Luckily there was a more updated version in Treehouse. I built a simple app with an image of the saint above and a randomly generated quote that would appear below, with a button below that. Clicking that would produce a different quote each time while changing the background colour. 
Submitting is not an easy process the first time around. That took a while, maybe about an hour, for the app to be uploaded to the App Store. Received wisdom was that it would take a week to hear from them, and it was way off the mark. They got back within a day, saying it didn't meet the requirements,
4.2 minimum functionality, more specifically. 
So I added a map and decided to embed multiple pdf files. Which was a challenge, as there were not many lessons on embedding pdf files with Swift 4, the latest version. Swift is an evolving language which meant what worked with Swift 3 would break in a later version. I managed to find one on YouTube (which, by the way, has many kind souls who have uploaded many useful videos on Swift) that showed how to embed one file using WebView. I needed more. So  from another lesson on building a music app on Udemy, I figured out how to use similar methods to implement what I wanted. Now I had a quote page (screen, if you will), a Map view, a page with 3 pdfs, and another page that displayed a pdf. 
This time, App Store said it looks more like a PDF app, and asked me to add more APIs and make it more of an app users will want for entertainment. And they said it should work on iPad as well, even if the app is specifically for iPhones!
Went back to the drawing board/laptop, and started looking for ways to add videos and audio files. Some Udemy lessons came in handy for embedding audio files, while a few YouTube lessons helped me with embedding videos. I added a page that displayed 5 videos. It was working ok. But I wasn't 100% satisfied. 
Then I discovered a life-saving framework, SafariSevices, which helped me embed not just a few videos but link a button to playlists and websites without taking the user out of the app. 
So added that, cleaned up the app, and re-submitted on 3 Jan. Within a few hours as usual App Store got back saying the sound files don't play on iPad on their end. I rechecked at my side, on all simulators, and informed them that all was working fine.
Next day, I woke up to the most encouraging and memorable email ever. 'Welcome to the App Store' said the subject line, and the email proceeded with: 'Congratulations! We are pleased to let you know that your app Ramana Maharishi has been approved for the App Store'. 
Done! If any of you are interested in the teachings and life of Bhagwan Ramana, you can download it from here  It's free.

PS: I'm in the process of updating the app with swipe gestures and clean up the UI a bit.
Useful resources:
https://www.udemy.com/ios-11-app-development-bootcamp/
https://www.udemy.com/make-me-an-iphone-app-developer-beginner-series/
https://www.udemy.com/ios-development-learn-to-build-your-first-app/?start=0#reviews
Tips, tricks and even full lessons
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCK3l4hRgG-5GmgaN4NC-XFg
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KxPavuI4t8o
Have a problem? You are not alone.
https://stackoverflow.com
For creating app icons and image resizing across screen sizes
https://wearemothership.com/work/prepo/
https://www.macupdate.com/app/mac/50721/asset-catalog-creator

​Kannadasan
paramasivan kazhuthil irundhu paambu kettadhu
garuga sowkyama
yarum irukkum idathil irundhu vittaal ellam sowkyame
garudan sonnadhu adhil artham ulladhu
(meaning):
The cobra coiled around Lord Shiva's neck, 
asked Garuda (eagle) flying above
'How are you? Are you well?'
'When everyone stays where they are supposed to
Everybody is well',
said the eagle, there's sense in what he said.

Bob Dylan
The moral of the story 
The moral of the song
Is that one should never be
Where one does not belong.
(From 'Franky Lee and Judas Priest')

Moving is stressful, and even more so if it involves crossing borders.  Like relocating from Singapore to India, which is what we did recently (in 2016) after living in Singapore for 22 years. What makes it worse is there are not that many helpful accounts online, and annoyingly, every time you search ‘moving to India’, Google throws up 15000 results on moving FROM India. Hope the following account helps you with your move back to India (and shows up when you Google moving TO India).
First, the movers.
We did a lot of research and shortlisted 4 movers of international repute. There was a post in Quora where someone had a harrowing experience with a mover who forgot to tell the people that the port at Goa is not vested with powers to clear international customs resulting in days of anguish and increasing expenses of storing uncleared goods at the dock. Finally he managed to speak directly to the officer involved and sort the mess out amicably.
So we had to make sure our mover delivered door-to-door from Singapore to Goa. And we wanted to deal with just one mover to minimize points of contact and keep it simple. We didn’t want the trouble of dealing with two different movers as there may be gaps in communication, and knowing Murphy, it is better to be on the safe side.
The Movers
Our list comprised Allied Pickfords, AGS Fourwinds, KCDat, Santa Fe and RelocAsia. They all came on time, were very professional in their assessment and gave pretty much the same information. The container sizes varied slightly but the rest were pretty much the same.
All reverted when they said they would except AGS which was strange. I checked spam folder, nothing.
Allied’s email had gone to the wrong email id, which I found out when I wrote to them saying I hadn’t received any update from them, seems they had gotten my email id wrong.
Of all the quotes, we found Allied the most sensible. Followed by RelocaAsia. But the terms and conditions of the bordered on the ridiculous. Anything that happened to the crew while packing was our fault. If they lost the shipment in the middle of the sea, it’s our fault. Seriously.
After you choose the mover, the project is handed over to another person at the mover’s, meaning it’s not the same person who came for the quote. Note that they quote based on the container size, 20 foot or 40 foot etc. The assessment made by the representative usually matches up so there will be no surprises. That said, we thought there was a fair amount of space in the truck after all the items were packed. Later we found that most of the boxes were just half-full (not in the optimistic way either), when they could have easily packed more.
Our contact in Singapore, Christine was excellent. She was patient, helpful and cheerful, even though we had to change the date of moving 3 times. But the movers themselves were not as professional, more on that later.
Itemised List
Now, once you’ve decided on the mover, you will have to go through the pack they would have given you including insurance form and check list. This will take a good 10-15 days, depending on how much you have managed to accumulate over the years.  We took about 3 weeks itemizing our 22 years of gathering, spending a few hours every day.
We created a spreadsheet for ornaments, electronics, furniture, and list of items in each room. We entered the original value (I had receipts for purchases made all the way back in 1996), a description of the item and insured value. The process was as exhausting as the list but it served as a good reference for us. And it comes in handy when claiming insurance for damaged items.
DVDs, CDs and Books
While I listed the name of each DVD, it is recommended you just give a lump-sum value for movies and music collection, unless of course you have signed copies of DVD/CD by your favourite director/musician. Same goes for books.
Kitchen Items
You are not allowed to carry perishables, spices, or even tea. One look at the container and you’ll see why it’s hard for anything less than teak wood furniture to survive that trapped heat for weeks. That leaves pots and pans, cutlery and crockery. Again, lumpsum value for insurance but you can be specific if you have anything precious.
Clothes
Just make sure all of them are labelled properly so you don’t spend days figuring out the location of the box with your underwear. Mark the boxes with ‘bedroom 1’ and the name of the person whose clothes it contains, it’ll save you a lot of time while unpacking.
Precious stuff
We collected a whole lot of stuff from our travels around the world, which we itemized in the list, with a description, value of the item, and when it was bought. Rough estimate will do.
Your travel
Customs department requires your presence in the country when your shipment arrives in India. So plan accordingly. Make arrangements to stay at a friend’s place or book a hotel to tide you over after you move out and before you board the flight back home.
 
Get a local number so your mover in India can contact you and keep you posted about the status of your shipment. All going well, it should take a month. Remember, India has a lot of holidays.  Once you are back, your mover will send someone to collect your passport for customs clearance. Your presence is not required normally. This process takes a few days, not longer than 4 or 5 days.
After this, you will be informed about the date of release from the port, make sure it gets out quickly as demurrage costs are quite high. Your mover will advice you on this. Make sure the house you are going to is ready for move-in.
If you need storage in the meanwhile, most of the movers offer facilities but the fee is quite high. Keep that in mind.
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I'll write about our experience with Allied Pickfords in the next post.

​We recently had a nightmarish experience with Flipkart. What was supposed  be a smooth, friendly, professional experience turned into a frustrating, stressful, blood-boiling, enraging drama that would have made the Buddha flip his lid. It was incompetent, unprofessional, downright inefficient. Third world, in a word or two.
It started with us ordering a washing machine when we moved to Goa a couple of months ago. We paid up front, which probably was a mistake. We should have opted for cash in delivery, at least we could have bough the machine elsewhere instead of yelling and screaming our lungs out at the barefaced lies spouted by the courier company that was supposed to deliver in 5 days.
Incompetence, inefficiency and plain lies
It took another five days. Five days of us calling them every single day, having to listen to the salespeople who 'knew and understood our frustration' because that was what the bloody script in front of them told them to say.
Five days of being promised delivery the next day, getting a message saying it was attempted and failed. Five days of immense rage and frustration because we were at home, morning to night, without leaving our house.
8 am to 8 pm - screw your daily routine because FlipKart is coming.
We did not leave the house because Flipkart promises to delivers from 8 am to 8 pm (but doesn't). So please don't make any plans, like going to work and earning money. If you have sudden medical emergency or your child has not returned from school way past evening, forget all that, because Flipkart says they may come anytime. And they don't (other options is to have a large family so they can wait while you go about your work).
The lies
What got us were the absolute lies that the delivery was attempted when it wasn't. We know this because we were home. All day. Every day. For five days that we were waiting. And we had a lot of contract workers about as renovation was going on. They were witness to the frustration we were going through.
And we couldn't go and buy a machine from another shop as we had already paid and the refund wasn't going to be immediate.
Meanwhile laundry was piling up.
Finally, we had to threaten them with legal action after which they delivered.
After five rage-filled, blood-pressure-skyrocketing days they delivered. A few parts were missing but we couldn't be bothered.
Maybe it was an exception. Maybe they all had an off day. Whatever the reason, we are not buying anything from FlipKart. Ever.
Kinda reminds me of this Seinfeld episode where Kramer makes the cable guy wait. Made me want to do
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4z2fi2PTKQ
I’ll stick to Amazon whom I’ve been using in Singapore. Hopefully, they’ll deliver (and not make us wait 8 am to 8 pm).

​This is a fantastic short story by James Thurber:
Once upon a sunny morning, a man who sat at his breakfast looked up from his scrambled eggs to see a white unicorn with a golden horn quietly cropping the roses in the garden. The man went up to the bedroom where his wife was still asleep and woke her. ‘There’s a unicorn in the garden,’ he said. ‘Eating roses.’ She opened one unfriendly eye and looked at him. ‘The unicorn is a mythical beast,’ she said, and turned her back on him. The man walked slowly downstairs and out into the garden. The unicorn was still there; he was now browsing among the tulips. ‘Here, unicorn,’ said the man, and he pulled up a lily and gave it to him. The unicorn ate it gravely. With a high heart, because there was a unicorn in his garden, the man went upstairs and roused his wife again. ‘The unicorn,’ he said, ‘ate a lily.’ His wife sat up in bed and looked at him, coldly. ‘You are a booby,’ she said, ‘and I am going to have you put in the booby-hatch.’ The man, who had never liked the words ‘booby’ and ‘booby-hatch’, and who liked them even less on a shining morning when there was a unicorn in the garden, thought for a moment. ‘We’ll see about that,’ he said. He walked over to the door. ‘He has a golden horn in the middle of his forehead,’ he told her. Then he went back to the garden to watch the unicorn; but the unicorn had gone away. The man sat down among the roses and went to sleep.
As soon as the husband had gone out of the house, the wife got up and dressed as fast as she could. She was very excited and there was a gloat in her eye. She telephoned the police and she telephoned a psychiatrist; she told them to hurry to her house and bring a straight-jacket. When the police and the psychiatrist arrived, they sat down in chairs and looked at her, with great interest. ‘My husband,’ she said, ‘saw a unicorn this morning.’ The police looked at the psychiatrist and the psychiatrist looked at the police. ‘He told me it ate a lily,’ she said. The psychiatrist looked at the police and the police looked at the psychiatrist. ‘He told me it had a golden horn in the middle of its forehead,’ she said. At a solemn signal from the psychiatrist, the police leaped from their chairs and seized the wife. They had a hard time subduing her, for she put up a terrific struggle, but they finally subdued her. Just as they got her into the straight-jacket, the husband came back into the house.
‘Did you tell your wife you saw a unicorn?’ asked the police. ‘Of course not,’ said the husband. ‘The unicorn is a mythical beast.’ ‘That’s all I wanted to know,’ said the psychiatrist. ‘Take her away. I’m sorry, sir, but your wife is as crazy as a jay bird.’ So they took her away, cursing and screaming, and shut her up in an institution. The husband lived happily ever after.
Moral:  Don’t count your boobies until they are hatched.