I was on a two and a half hour long bus ride back home, and I often listen to audio lectures or interviews on such journeys. On this particular journey, I was listening to something, and my attention was drifting as I had slept quite late the previous night. Suddenly,...

  I often return to a memory from when I was not more than five years old. I was sitting outside my house with an empty milk packet in my hand. I washed it, poured a little water into it, and through the translucent plastic the water looked almost like ice. Like many...

One of the days in the last week of March in 2018 in Bangalore, I found myself attending a workshop on stone balancing. Strange as it sounds, it had been organised for teachers who had just finished the term. It was part of a retreat before we all went home for the...