Tag Experience

This blog on this topic has been running in my mind for days now and have gotten around to pen it only now. The reason for this being – ‘who’ should be the point of focus for this blog? There… Continue Reading →

Every person talking to us including ourselves, is the sound of a bell ringing in us. Every situation that we observe, is the sound of many bells ringing in us, as we observe many and hear many. Which bell do… Continue Reading →

A note before you start reading the blog. There are no pictures in this blog that will give a visual idea. The words may make you resonate with the exerience I had. It may trigger a desire in you to… Continue Reading →

In all possibilities, this is the last of the blogs on Mr. D. He will always be etched in memory, bringing memorable moments of times with him; and perhaps at times  a few moments of sadness and tears. Such is… Continue Reading →

‘In a time where we have learnt that true love starts with ourselves – must the nayika only wait for her beloved Swami? What if she could also value herself, define boundaries and stay at the top of her priority… Continue Reading →

Somethings become a habit, and you never know that it has become a habit; until it suddenly halts and you miss the habit and the joy it gave (assuming it gave joy.. in my case, this habit certainly did give… Continue Reading →

No matter our age, our curiosity is piqued, when we hear of something that seems different and interesting to us. No matter the challenge we may have, in engaging in it, we will ensure that we work around the challenges…. Continue Reading →

Self-motivation is a word that oft fascinates me. We hear the usage of this word by different people of different people. When looked up the dictionary, the meaning of this word were quite some.. – driven by one’s own desires… Continue Reading →

If it was hard to welcome you home, it was hardest to let you go. Each one of us at home have our own experiences with you and many a story to tell, This is a peek into my experience… Continue Reading →

It was a few minutes that will perhaps be remain etched in my mind, for however long it stays etched. At a bus stop in London, was a gentleman (maybe in his early thirties) in a motorised wheelchair. As a… Continue Reading →