I shall be leaving Bengaluru in a day or two, after having lived here during two distinct periods: first between September 2024 and July 2025, and then again during these recent months from March to May 2026. Between them, I have seen the city through almost all its seasons—under monsoon skies, amid flowering summers, in koel-filled mornings,Continue reading “Leaving Bengaluru”
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Bengaluru Is Changing Its Mood
Some weeks ago, after an evening shower briefly interrupted the tyranny of April heat, I had written a piece titled “Rain, Briefly!” The rain that evening had felt less like a seasonal turning and more like a passing gesture—welcome, restorative, but uncertain of itself. By the next morning, the roads had dried, the heat hadContinue reading “Bengaluru Is Changing Its Mood”
Conversations at the Edge of History-II
Podcasts as the Archives of the Future The rise of the long-form podcast may ultimately prove to be more than a cultural or technological phenomenon. It may represent a profound transformation in the way human civilisation records itself. What appears today as an explosion of digital conversation may tomorrow be recognised as one of theContinue reading “Conversations at the Edge of History-II “
Raghu Rai: A Lens of Conscience
It has been more than a week since Raghu Rai departed. The first wave of tributes came swiftly—glowing, rich, heartfelt, and entirely deserved. And yet, some lives do not yield themselves fully to immediacy. They linger, gather depth within us, and return with a quiet insistence, asking to be reflected upon. This tribute arises fromContinue reading “Raghu Rai: A Lens of Conscience”
The Second Mind Part-II
A Three-Part Reflection on Artificial Intelligence and the Future of Human Intelligence. Creativity in the Age of Intelligent Machines If disruption defines the outer landscape of AI’s influence, creativity lies at its most intimate frontier. For centuries, creativity has been regarded as a defining attribute of human intelligence—the capacity to imagine what does not yetContinue reading “The Second Mind Part-II”
The Moustache Question: A Gentle Inquiry into a Serious Folly
It began, as many revolutions do, with a small, disarming question.“Why don’t you just shave it off?”My seven-year-old granddaughter had no stake in the centuries-old debate. She surveyed my cautious trimming with the clinical detachment of a philosopher and the impatience of youth. To her, my moustache was neither symbol nor style—merely an unnecessary shrubberyContinue reading “The Moustache Question: A Gentle Inquiry into a Serious Folly”
Bengaluru in April
I have come back to Bengaluru for a while—long enough, hopefully, to continue understanding something of its temperament. It is a city that both fascinates and unsettles me: in the feel and fragrance of its air, in the interplay of its sounds and silences, and above all, in the restless energy of its people. ToContinue reading “Bengaluru in April”
The Unseen Orchestra
After months away—across continents and climates, through the tempered quiet of New York/New Jersey and the restless, choking urgency of Delhi—my return to Bengaluru has been, above all else, a return to sound. Not the sound of traffic or human industry, though those are never far, but something older, gentler, and far more enduring—the quiet,Continue reading “The Unseen Orchestra”
A light-Hearted Reflection of An Average Man on International Women’s Day (IWD)
For the average man, International Women’s Day is observed with admiration, respect—and a certain degree of carefulness. Today, the world overflows with earnest declarations, serious reflections, glorious tributes, and passionate advocacy. All of it is necessary and welcome. Yet every once in a while, it may also help to step back and view the day with a littleContinue reading “A light-Hearted Reflection of An Average Man on International Women’s Day (IWD)”
Who owns A Language?
A widely circulated interview between Elena Reyes, a Filipino professor of English, and a veteran British broadcaster James Whitmore did something quietly radical. In a few unadorned exchanges, it unsettled a belief so deeply normalised that it often goes unquestioned: that there exists a proper way to speak English, and that this propriety is bestContinue reading “Who owns A Language?”
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