Understanding the Religion
Fold your hands and bow down, visit holy places, repeat the prayers or shlokas—what does it all mean? As children, we just followed along without questioning. When we got curious and asked for explanations, the answer…
Sita Ram
Let us assume for a while Ram and Sita as normal human beings and not God. The first conflict in Ram's life was politics in the family for property and wealth. He decided to let it…
Friends
My best friend was the most important person during my college years. I used to share all my problems with her, and it helped me in many ways. Firstly, talking to her allowed me to hear…
Laddoo
It is said that "The root cause of all miseries is our desires". For many years I kept pondering on it. Are desires so bad? Imagine there are no desires left, nothing to achieve, nowhere to…
Not so small choice
The most difficult family member and the most adorable one both influence our lives in profound ways. My granny was controlling and manipulative, while my papa was full of love, non-demanding, calm, and self-content. Papa was…
Teenage Crush
I was the eldest sister among my siblings and soon became financially independent. My youngest sister was in senior school. She used to share everything about her friends and daily life. At least I thought so.…
Men’s shoe
What does a boy see when he is young? He sees his mom managing the home, meals, taking care of children, cleaning, washing, etc. Even if she goes to the office. He sees the predominance of…
Dealing with Anger
The mind's job is to think, much like any other function of our body. As we slow down, our attention turns inward, revealing feelings of guilt, sadness, and anger—mostly negative emotions at first. When I took…
The Essence
Looking at our old pictures, we surprised ourselves. Is that really us? Just a few years ago, with neat hairdos and simple clothes, we looked so vibrant. My teenage daughter, Vrinda, has recently become more interested…
WHY AM I WRITING?
As a child, I was not interested in studies, but not going to school wasn't an option. One day, my English teacher, Mr. Bhatia told us to write an essay - "If I were a bird".…