Many times we have heard or read that ‘Be your own light, crave your own path’, but how to do this is where we lag the most. Last few months have been a roller coaster ride for me. You just name the issues and I will nod my head in affirmation for almost all of them. Life came to a standstill be it professional, personal, societal or my passion. My plate of life was overflowing with troubles of all kinds,

1st July is National Doctors’ Day in India that commemorates the legendary physician and former West Bengal CM, Dr. Bidhan Chandra Roy. I’m sure most of us are aware of that; so, I shall refrain from any more details about what a great doctor he was. By now, we’ve scrolled through our friends’ list and forwarded wishes to those who are doctors. There… done and dusted… No. I don’t think so. This lip service isn’t enough. Not any longer. Before

It was three years ago, when a curious fourteen-year old me came across the book. “Misogynation” by Laura Bates- the founder of the ‘Everyday Sexism Project’. As an avid reader, I was constantly looking for new books from different avenues that would push past my comfort zone; and having recently stepped into the world of social media where people openly discussed ideologies such as feminism and the like, I was curious to know more. The book consists of an eye-opening

I had neither wished to be nor planned to be a teacher but I am one right now. At many points in life so far, I have had a chance to become someone else, such as a linguist or a musician or maybe even a writer. I am still capable of being all three or any of these three, but had I started ten years ago, I would have been living a life as them or her. However, the tortoise’s

Morning tea is a ritual I love. Waking up early in the AM and brewing a refreshing cup of tea, no sound except for chirping birds. There’s something about that silence. When the world sleeps and you’re awake; feels like you have all the time to be with your self; for yourself. I love this time. Through the myriad of thoughts, this quiet time helps me gain perspective. Gives me the opportunity to love myself before I give to the

With every stumble,We shouldn’t crumble but stay humble,An obstacle can lead to an optimal outcome,Setbacks ask us to get back up,With every rocky road there is a sturdy path ahead,Waiting for us to get back on the horse,It is time to start believing,Realizing,And continuing,To reach for Resilience Michelle Sanjana Sathish

Is it only a dream to expunge all the misdeeds against women?? A miasma of female foeticide and dowry harassment continues to permeate our society. Recently I came across one video of a woman, a doctor by profession where she depicted how she was persistently harassed for dowry by her in-laws and later when she got pregnant with twins, she was wickedly made to undergo foetus test from where she got to know that she was carrying twin girls. She

Before you start reading my blog, I want to make it clear that I am not a professional financial advisor. Views expressed here are purely based on my experiential learning and observations. We can broadly classify people into three categories: One who earn more and spend less, second whose earnings and spending are nearly equal and third whose spending are more than earnings. This is irrespective of your amount of earning because winning at money is eighty percent behavior and

As the lockdown lifts and the number of cases rise, I can feel the heat closing in on me. Two friends messaged me that their loved ones tested positive and are battling COVID. There are a few more about whom I read on social media; someone’s cousin, parent, loved one suffering and sometimes losing to the virus. They are not statistics for me but real flesh and blood people. Naturally, this troubles me but as someone who has dealt with

VASUDHA PANSARE The Lord God Made Them All. By James Herriot. I have been re reading all his books which I have with me. And this is the last one. I have been mesmerized by the magic of his wonderful stories of cows,cats,pigs and dogs, some painful deaths, some miraculous recoveries, his little children growing up, his wonderful trips to Russia and Turkey and the very interesting characters who live in the Yorkshire dales. His life as a vet is