The Vacant Temples: Lessons from an Unfinished JourneyI was barely twenty-five when I joined that prestigious firm in Chennai. Back then, in the narrow streets behind Mount Road, our office…14h ago14h ago
The taste of memoryMy uncle took me to Sreenivasa Bhavan on a misty Bangalore morning in 1964. I was ten years old, and the city was nothing like what you see…Mar 28Mar 28
The Dolo Doctor: Lessons from PandithanahalliThe aroma of ‘chitranna’ and coffee wafted through our small factory canteen as I watched the new doctor arrive for his first-morning…Mar 21Mar 21
Borrowed Forever: A Library MemoryThe scent of old paper and dust always takes me back to that cramped little circulating library on Pedder Road in Mumbai. It was barely a…Mar 141Mar 141
The Sadhu, the Cow, and the DevoteeI remember those Tuesday mornings like yesterday, though I left the city twenty-five years ago. Mumbai was still draped in darkness when my…Mar 71Mar 71
Silent Kitchens, Spoken HeartsMy mother spent most of her life in the kitchen. She rarely spoke but communicated through the dishes she prepared. She won our hearts…Feb 28Feb 28
Noticing what is always there!I walk daily from my Jersey Avenue home to the Marshal Street swimming pool, about a 12-minute walk. As this became my routine, I noticed…Feb 21Feb 21
Time’s Wisdom: Ancient Lessons for TomorrowIn today’s instant messages and same-day delivery world, I often forget a simple truth: the most remarkable achievements take time. India’s…Feb 14Feb 14
The Streetlight Effect: Finding Answers in All the Wrong PlacesMulla Nasruddin was sitting on the ground on the road to his village, searching for something. It was dusk, and the single oil lamp on the…Feb 7Feb 7
A Century of Stories: Honoring My Uncle’s JourneyMy uncle, Mr. Murthy, was a legendary storyteller whose gift for storytelling was deeply rooted in his humble beginnings. His experiences…Feb 11Feb 11
