There is an extensive blue sky stretching out above you. You have been taught to believe it is the atmosphere that wraps the earth protectively, cradling it in its arms. You look at the sky and see clouds drifting by, ...Read More
America is abuzz with talks about gun rights and regulations and I’m not particularly interested in this debate. But one bit of news got my attention and it was about Gabby Giffords speaking up about the need for gun control. ...Read More
On the day of her Shradh, everything is normal. The maids come and go, people go to work, children go to school, the trains and the buses struggle to run on time; the sun rises, it will rise to its ...Read More
The world has become unbearable to me. The more I try to center myself and tap into inner peace, the more junk it throws at me. I love the trash-to-treasure idea but what do you do with random acts of ...Read More
Truth, Goodness, Beauty are the highest virtues, the lofty peaks that we aspire to reach while we climb the slippery slope. Yes, indeed the way to virtue is slippery. Virtues are ideals but in practice we may need to dilute ...Read More
On her birthday today, I remember 'Alone', a poem by Maya Angelou. A poem that recounts a moment in all our lives when we lie awake at night with a soul niggle that asks, "How to find my soul a ...Read More
Just a story
in a newspaper.
your life
and death.
A picture
of you
and the ones you loved
more than life itself.
but it's just a picture
a snatch from a better time.
when you still were you.
when you believed
you could make it through.
when the years had not chipped ...Read More
Untouchability has its roots in India like its culture,religion,pride and diversity.We are born with it and we die with it.We neither question nor dare to find answers.It has survived like a label,a name,an identity.One may not believe in caste,yet one ...Read More
We drove 645 km, dealt with hours of traffic jams and walked 7 km in the dead of the night to reach Sangam. Enveloped in a cloud of mist with no beginning or end, the air was dense with chants, ...Read More
Was it coincidental that I wrote the introduction to the Chicken Soup for the Indian Woman's Soul on the eve of Woman's Day? As I wrote it many years ago, I recalled women who have triumphed in big and small ways ...Read More
Sometimes I am lost in myself ...and then...
I pause
I reflect
I scan through the images captured randomly on my mobile ...
I scroll my phone-book for names that ring a bell in my heart
I ruminate over my Facebook 'likes' to understand what ...Read More
I should have learnt this lesson earlier in life.
But it is one of life’s ironies that most Eureka moments come too late. The next best thing you then want to do is to try and save your children all the ...Read More
