I hope you will find yourself beyond your wounds & your scars. Because you were there long before your bullies were. And you’re there after they’ve gone. I hope you can see yourself in ways I can’t see you. Maybe nobody can or ever will. I know you already do,…
In the decade of my twenties, every minute was spent efficiently and economically in the pursuit of corporate success. Through preparing for b-school, picking up internship experience, management college and my snakes-and-ladders route through the corporate world, I thought I was whizzing through life on a fast track. The reality…
I particularly remember the details of a particular journey. It stands out in the multitude of other daily routes and frequent destinations that would checker the rest of my working life. I used to take an AC bus to work each morning where I was spared of the usual Mumbai…
Since I quit my job a little over six months ago, the one question I keep getting asked is, So what are you doing these days? Interesting isn’t it, how one’s career defines one’s life? At one point of time I used to resent the fact that my I was…
I was talking to Ajay about attending midnight mass tomorrow. He asked me why I was attending. Here’s why. I grew up in a predominantly Christian area. My neighbors were a family of three very creative daughters. All of December was spent creating paper flowers, eggshell-and-confetti buds, tinsel-and-thermacol cutouts. All…
I spotted this on the Mains and Crosses blog awhile ago. I must stop to explain why I picked up this picture and decided to even write a post about it. I am not religious; haven’t been for many years now. My school was a century-old institution that belonged the…
