The Stuff No One Claps For
“I work physically very hard every day of my life. It’s got nothing to do with cricket anymore. →
Stop the Play, I’m Still Thinking
Sunil Shanbag, weaving Mumbai’s theatre history with the calm authority of someone who has lived inside its stories. →
The Fort That Forgot Its Kingdom
Thick walls, stubborn stones, and a silence that carries the weight of centuries. →
Stop and Smell the… Tyres?
The world smells normal.
Until it doesn’t.
This rose is where my morning took a very unusual turn. →
What a Life Touches
I never met Ramki Sreenivasan. Yet I’ve heard his name often enough from friends and colleagues for him →
The Road Ends, the Sea Begins: Notes from Sayalgudi
Some beaches ask for attention. Sayalgudi behaves like it has better things to do. →
A Hill, a Haze, and All of Pune Trying to Say Hello
Lavale in the morning. A hillside, a haze and a landscape that keeps changing its mind. →
Lightly, Child, Lightly
When you loosen your grip, even a cup of coffee feels wiser. →
The Comfort of the Known
“If the path before you is clear, you’re probably on someone else’s.” – Carl Jung There is comfort →
Watching The Wind Work
The sea was calm, the sky spotless, and a light breeze played around like it had nowhere in particular to be. Then a boat caught the wind, its sail filled, it leaned slightly, and began to move. Just like that.
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The Brown Snake and I
The Story Bridge glows over the Brisbane River — the Brown Snake — on a still evening under a full moon. Some nights, the river feels less like water and more like time itself, quietly flowing past the city it has seen grow, falter, and rise again. →
Between the Big Blue Sky and the Brown River
Between the big blue sky and the brown river, I met Joseph — a deckhand who turned routine into rhythm, and work into quiet joy. Some people do their jobs. Others inhabit them. →
The Light Within Resilience
It’s Diwali. Deepawali as it’s called back home. The word comes from deepa (lamp) and avali (row) — a row of lights that celebrates the victory of clarity over confusion, of faith over fear. Every story behind this festival begins in darkness. Ram returns to Ayodhya after exile. Krishna ends Narakasura’s reign. Kali restores balance →
Spilled Water, Sharp Wit, and a Lesson in Leadership
A spilled glass. A damp strategy plan. And a CEO who cracked a line that lit up the room. A story about humour, leadership, and the gold in the cracks.
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What Does Success Mean?
Success is not always what we think. Not louder. Not heavier. Sometimes it is lighter. Cleaner. Full of meaning. An old poem reminded me to ask again: what does success mean now? →