One more run thru the Milton trails…
From the bartender’s corner – Cabaret
My valiant attempt to brighten up an otherwise dull and dreary Milton morning
Probability Puzzle
This is an interesting probability problem. There are multiple variations of this. I am presenting a simple version.
There are three persons A, B and C who are aiming to settle a dispute the old dueling style except there are three of them. Here are the rules..
a. At random, it is decided what will be the sequence in which they will fire
b. When a person’s chance comes, that person is given at random the target (one of the other two) to shoot at
c. A is a sure shot (100% chance he will shoot the person dead), B is less so – has 80% chance of succeeding and C is a neophyte – 50-50 chance that he will succeed with a shot.
d. They keep on with this sequence of shooting till one man is left.
e. There are no other extraneous conditions – e.g. no stray bullets etc etc.
f. What are the probabilities of A, B and C surviving?
Meeting some of the young and bright ones
While in Dallas, I was able to catch up with some of the youngsters from Indian Institutes of Management who had joined our company at the turn of the century (that makes it sound so long back, does it not? đŸ™‚ ). In any case, many were traveling and many are not in Dallas any more. But it was great to catch up with Mohit, GV, Kapil and Ajay. Looks like I missed Dilesh and Ashish by a day. Abhay was in India… It was absolutely heartwarming to see how incredibly successful professionally and personally each one of them have become.
While catching up on the personal side, a really funny exchange took place with Mohit..
Me: “Where do you live Mohit?”
Mohit: “Wynnpage. In Coppell”
Since I lived in Coppell for 9 years, I pressed on to find out the exact location. I had a vague recollection that I had seen Wynnpage before. After a few minutes of apparent struggle, I asked him to start giving me directions from an intersection both of us knew. I still took another few minutes to figure out what was happening. I had completely messed up my North with my South. Once that was cleared, it was very easy…
Me: “Oh! Wynnpage!! Now I know! You are right next to
Mohit: “Yes”
Me: “That is silly of me. There is a friend of mine who lives there. I have visited him in Wynnpage too!! Do you know a guy called Manjit Sohal?”
Mohit [totally taken aback]: “How do you know Manjit?”
Me: “Long story. We used to work in our first jobs together in Bombay. And also, he met his wife thru my wife – when both of them were studying in UT Arlington”.
Mohit: “That is crazy. In any case, he actually lives in Plano now”.
Me: “He does? Man, I still talk to him on his birthdays. I always thought I was calling him in Coppell”.
And then something struck me.
Me: “But then, how do you know him if lives in Plano?”
Mohit: “Because I bought his house in Wynnpage when he moved to Plano!!!!”
And I was like – Aha! There had to be an intersection somewhere!!!! đŸ™‚
From the bartender’s corner – Bourbon Renewal
First evening with Sharmila gone…
Reminds me of a few words of a ghazal sung by the inimitable Bhupinder Singh that had captivated me during my college years. The words are from the poem “Karoge yaad to” written by Bashar Nawaz (don’t hold me to the poet’s name…). I believe this was incorporated in a Hindi movie – but being a guy who has shunned movies most of his life, I have no idea which one it was…
“Gali ke mod pe suna sa koi darwaaza,
Tarasti aankhon se raasta kisi ka dekhegaa
Nigaah dur talak jaakey laut aayegi”
It is one of the most haunting tunes ever. Roughly translated, it means…
“At the turn of the alley, there is this lonely door
It waits with yearning eyes, perhaps for someone to come back
(Right now) Its sights go all the way to the end of the alley and come back (without any success)”







