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 …
I once met with an accident, and on the third day, when I finally got off the bed and stumbled into my parents’ room, our housekeeper’s little daughter saw me, gasped, and ran away. I wondered what had scared her, and then a look into the mirror showed me that …
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 …
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 …
‘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 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 …
There is a strange kind of tiredness which can only be healed by a cup of tea. Not the homemade tea, but the kind one gets at a roadside thela— a strong brew of tea, sugar and spices, peacefully emanating wisps of steam into the cool night sky. That solitude …
Some days just make you love life. Today, I found a poor injured pigeon on the roof and unable to see it dying so agonisingly, I got my friend to put it in a carton box, and I took it to an NGO for treatment. The auto I took was …
Our busy lives rarely allow mindfulness about our selves and our surroundings. Three years back, I came back from office to realise that I had an intolerable backache. I’m not kidding around when I say that the base of my backbone felt like it was swollen and inflamed. It felt …
There’s something about early mornings that you just cannot describe. They’re solitary. They’re quiet. They’re yours. Just think about it. Our days are hardly ours any longer, are they? They belong to our family members. They belong to our offices. They belong to our children. But early mornings? Early mornings …
