A look at the most Ancient temples of India For centuries, Indian society has been rooted in the belief that the Divine manifests in multiple forms. Across the subcontinent, temples have long served as the spiritual and cultural cornerstones of…
It was a routine morning in the office. Little did I know that by the end of the day, I would receive one of the most precious pieces of advice of my career. It was a profound life lesson, delivered…
Srirangam is more than a temple. It is a living town wrapped around one of India's greatest sacred complexes, where history, mythology, devotion and everyday life unfold within seven concentric enclosures. I walked through its ancient corridors to discover a place that does not announce itself. It simply waits.
On a quiet morning walk just before the Ganesh festival, a roadside stall of clay idols becomes the stage for a striking contrast. An affluent couple in neon activewear arrives by car to buy their Lord with careful deliberation, while an old man lugging a sack of scrap bottles pauses simply to smile. In that fleeting second, the question shifts: who really saw God, and what did God see?
A man finally gets the dream car he always wanted, only to discover that the city outside his gate is a very different kind of prison.
It is day two of life in the mountains. We are up early, as it is a day to explore the land. A cup of tea and then a delicious breakfast of the oh-so-Maharashtrian kanda poha and some rice bhakri.…
A peaceful weekend in the hills of Chiplun takes an unexpected turn when the presence of a leopard reveals the uneasy reality of human-wildlife conflict.
A personal journey back to Pune leads to an unexpected encounter with the memory of Pu La Deshpande—the writer and humorist who, through an old cassette gifted by a friend, helped me discover the beauty, wit and music of Marathi.
A dusty library, a book thrown across a room, and one unsuspecting teenager. That was how my forty-year captivity in the wonderfully goofy world of P. G. Wodehouse began.
A Sunday at Belfast’s St George’s Market reveals more than food, music and old brick walls. Among the aromas, laughter and bustling stalls, a conversation with a local farmer offers a reminder that, thousands of miles apart, the struggles of those who grow our food are remarkably similar.