A me moment
August 8, 2010 This is a moment I need. A fair warning to those queasy about self-congratulatory moments like the one that will follow. Look away, hold your nose, prepare to chuckle, or to stop with this sentence; whatever
Read moreAugust 8, 2010 This is a moment I need. A fair warning to those queasy about self-congratulatory moments like the one that will follow. Look away, hold your nose, prepare to chuckle, or to stop with this sentence; whatever
Read moreAugust 3, 2010 Using the parlance of this place…Shall I talk about food? Truth to tell, I am not sure I am qualified to do so, despite the fact that many people will utter their disappointments that I am
Read moreJuly 30, 2010 The Isha Foundation of Coimbatore, Tamil Nadu, India is a yoga center, a retreat, an ashram, a school, a place of worship (in a sense) and an enclave located at the foot of what is considered
Read moreJuly 30, 2010 I rode the train for the first time which, after so many other forms of transportation here and various related incidents, seemed very uneventful. A friend accompanied me to the railway station and frankly I am
Read moreJuly 22, 2010 I am sure you’re aware of that wearisome adage: ‘Men don’t like to ask for directions.’ Whoever coined that tired phrase never visited India. Here, directions are sought constantly. Seek a ride from an auto rickshaw
Read moreJuly 17, 2010 Deeply engaged in a moment, we often forget to take stock of the entire experience, as unique as it might be. That moment envelopes us in a comfort that makes it seem normal, as if we
Read moreJuly 10, 2010 As I disembarked my auto rickshaw, heading home, I did a double-take when I noticed a man standing beneath a tree engaged in a staring contest with a crow. Or maybe it was a raven. The
Read moreJuly 10, 2010 Suddenly today I was approached at one of the schools and asked if I could cut my project in scope by a third and reshuffle the two classes into three, thus reducing the amount of time
Read moreJuly 4, 2010 Saturday morning I sat at Ellen Sharma Memorial Matriculation Higher Secondary School waiting for the 6th standard students to arrive for our field trip to Mahabalipuram heritage site. Students trickled in from about 7:45 am onwards.
Read moreJune 25, 2010 At the end of my third class today, a diminutive girl approached me and said, ‘This is sad.” I could barely hear her amongst the crush of students trying to shake my hand and say good-bye,
Read moreJune 20, 2010 This megapolis, as most of them do, thrives on sound. It is the blood swirling madly and continually through the city’s tangled veins. For me, morning starts with the soft hum of the air conditioner, backed by
Read moreJune 14, 2010 It’s amazing how quickly one can adjust to small changes. Light switches mounted in little rows with outlets that you regularly turn off; the morning calls of the various street vendors gathering cardboard or delivering coffee
Read moreJune 13, 2010 As is true most any time I travel, and certainly when I am doing work in another country, equipment or materials need to be bought. Money is always being spent on unconsidered items. As a part
Read moreJune 8, 2010 I noticed in the local paper that a dance performance was being staged at a local hall. I asked about finding the hall and the information seemed pretty straightforward; the hall stood not far from a
Read moreJune 6, 2010 It took a month for me to set up a bank account and yet one banker came to my house at 7 pm to get signatures, a second called to make sure I was being attended
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