It was his day yesterday. Global biggies moved their launches around so they could keep out of the way of the Nano juggernaut. For one day on the tenth of January, Ratan Tata and the Nano were to the automobile industry what Shah Rukh Khan in Diwali is to Bollywood.

Ratan Tata had transformed himself. I can not claim to be exceptionally well-read on the man. All I knew was that he is dignified, soft-spoken and somewhat shy.

All that had changed yesterday. He seemed visibly propelled by the scale of his achievement. And that seemed to have changed a little something within him. He was still sophisticated and dignified, yes, but he was also sharp and aggressive.

Sitting on this side of the TV screen, that barb at Osama Suzuki felt good; it must've felt really good from that side of the camera. No one was spared. Pachauri was mocked, and Sunita Narain was asked to take a hike in her woods.

Honestly, I could've kissed his hand for slapping the skeptics across their faces.

You, Sir, have made me proud.