Is going to a hair salon still relevant—for men, for boys, for anyone at all? In an age of trimmers, mirrors, online tutorials, and the quiet confidence of self-maintenance, is the periodic haircut still a marker of civilised life? Or is it merely one of those habits we carry forward unquestioned, like shaking hands orContinue reading “Four Heads, One Tradition – The Generational Haircut”
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Babu Ji’s Legacy – A Testament in Time
There are lives that do not seek recognition, yet they leave behind a quiet radiance that outlives the years. My father — whom we all lovingly call Babuji — was one such man. His life was not marked by possessions or proclamation, but by a luminous simplicity. He lived by values that did not waver with circumstanceContinue reading “Babu Ji’s Legacy – A Testament in Time”
Lagerstroemia-A Poem
A Poem of Memory, Bloom, and Becoming (This poem was born of a sudden moment of recognition—when a flowering Lagerstroemia, seen in the quiet backyard of a foreign land, evoked the soft fragrance of home. Known for its delicate, crinkled petals and luminous hues, the tree stirred not sorrow but a sweet recollection—of India, ofContinue reading “Lagerstroemia-A Poem”
The Day After Birthday
(As Remebered by a very serious 8-year old) Yesterday, I was a king.A crowned sovereign in socks. A boy whose slightest wish was law — whether it was ice cream for breakfast or full control of the TV remote. People smiled at me for no reason. My parents laughed at my jokes — even the onesContinue reading “The Day After Birthday”
In Memory of Dr. Shekhar Dutt
The news of Shri Shekhar Dutt’s sudden passing left me utterly disoriented. It came without warning, and for a while, I found myself unable to collect my thoughts or articulate what I was feeling. Even now, days later, I struggle to accept it. There are some people whose presence, even when silent or distant, anchorsContinue reading “In Memory of Dr. Shekhar Dutt”
Turning 72: Seeking Purpose and Passion in Life
A Reflection at the Edge of Time A Note Before the Journey As I turn 72, I find myself drawn not toward festivity, but toward reflection. This piece was written not to elicit birthday greetings, nor a nostalgic look back. It is, instead, an offering—a way to share the quiet musings and persistent emotions thatContinue reading “Turning 72: Seeking Purpose and Passion in Life”
Mother—Who Breathes Through Earth
(A Mother’s Day Meditation) ( Last Sunday, we remembered our mothers. Though the occasion itself may be borrowed, motherhood is not. It belongs to no single culture—because it belongs to everyone. A mother is the purest flame of memory—guiding, giving, enduring. She is the one constant in every time, every life, every sorrow, and every joy.Continue reading “Mother—Who Breathes Through Earth”
More Than a Day: A Reflection on Mothers and Our Changing Bonds
Today is Mother’s Day. Many of us will meet our mothers if they live apart, or spend a little more time with them if they live together. Some of us will bring flowers and gifts. And for those whose mothers have departed, a gentle and grateful memory will rise like incense in the heart. IrrespectiveContinue reading “More Than a Day: A Reflection on Mothers and Our Changing Bonds”
In the Shadow of the Flame
– Exploring the invisible contours of creativity, the grace of waiting, and the unseen brilliance that shapes the world in silence “They also serve who only stand and wait.”— John Milton, On His Blindness What does it mean to create? Is creativity a sudden, divine benediction bestowed upon a chosen few? Or is it a facultyContinue reading “In the Shadow of the Flame”
A Son’s Prayer: Remembering Ma
“God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.”— Rudyard Kipling On the 17th of April, it will be eleven years since my mother left this world. And yet, not a day passes without her presence echoing within me—sometimes as a soft memory, sometimes as a sharp ache. To attempt to capture her essenceContinue reading “A Son’s Prayer: Remembering Ma”
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