The Final Liberation

After a surgery, I had complications which sent me back to the hospital five more times— once every week, each visit a span of five torturous days.  By the fifth visit, I had become extremely weak. And this time, I had been in pain for 32 hours, and had not …

Choices

I’m reading about the Indian freedom struggle for the third time, but even this time, it didn’t fail to give me goosebumps. Remember that before the British came, there was no concept of ‘India’ as a nation- it was just a cluster of kingdoms. So imagine the sheer persuasive power …

The Spirit of Delhi

There are very few moments which can define a city for you, but for me, 18th December, 2012 was the day which defined Delhi for me. I hated Delhi. The brash, loud, spoilt-rotten crowd with their flashy cars and flashier girlfriends. Let me correct myself… I hated delhiites. And then …

Heroes

Long ago, I remember watching this movie called ‘Aamir’ about an NRI who returns to India. Just as he exits the airport, he gets a call from a terrorist group directing him to follow certain orders in order to save his kidnapped family. Throughout the movie, Aamir runs helter-skelter to …

Capturing Beauty

I recently attended a lecture by an IAS officer, who narrated a very interested observation. While posted in a tiger reserve, he said he would see families visit day in and day out. Fathers, mothers, little children, all jumping excitedly as nature surrounded them. All busy clicking pictures. “That is …

Sky

Be it the glistening stars of the Kashmir valley, the cloudy heavens of Mussoorie, or the burning flames of the Bangalorean dusk— the sky above never fails in its beauty. It’s like God designed it as a constant reminder for human beings, so that every once in a while we …

The Beauty of Art

Pollution. Crime. Politics. Corruption. I wish I could tell you how beautiful this world is. Did you know that there are camels in India which swim? Did you know that there is a small tea seller in Delhi who gives tea to beggars for free? I wish I could tell …

Delhi

‘Yeh sheher nahi, ek mehfil hai’ Chaiwallahs (teasellers) are very famous in Delhi these days. Be it the one who fought all odds to become the Prime Minister and or the one whose chance photograph led him to become a model. But my favourite chaiwallah is the little boy I …

Equanimity

Equanimity I sat meditating in my balcony on a quiet morning in Bangalore. There was a slight cool breeze, a characteristic of Bangalore autumns. And penetrating through that breeze, rays of the sun touched my face ever so slightly- a reassurance of warmth in times of the approaching cold. It …

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