Food is a primary requirement. Hunger is the basic instinct that drives all living beings. Nothing can survive without the right nourishment. We who pride ourselves on being the most developed among all creatures, have long left our natural food and invented the process of cooking. With it, we effectively… Continue Reading From Gluttony to Meditation

A Jewish anatomy professor, condemned to live in Auschwitz concentration camp, couldn’t take any more torture and decided to end his life. The anatomy professor very well knew which vein to severe for a painless and quick death. But the room had poor lighting. To let more light in, he climbed up… Continue Reading Seasons of Life

When we look around in nature, humans are the only creatures who hoards stuff. Except for some insects like ants who gather to survive a harsh season, all living things abide by the nature’s law and consume the minimum resources for survival. The only contradiction is humans, who believes piling up resources for himself is the sole aim of his existence.

Coming to think about it, it is so uncanny, the deep revelations the deluge brought to the observer. The vanity of things that we hold dear in our lives, futility of a life time of effort, the need for true friends and so on. On contemplation, the disaster prompts us to reconsider our priorities in life. Wouldn’t it be better if we rebuilt the society without walls that separate and imprison us, throw away that ‘trespassers will be prosecuted’ sign from our egocentric lives and open up to be a loving and interdependent society that stays united in spite of all the differences.

“Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure… than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much, because they live in a gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat.”     Theodore Roosevelt   Why is it… Continue Reading Dare to try the new!

I have always been in love with rain. Growing up in Kerala, where more than one-third of the year is soaked wet, my childhood is filled with beautiful memories of downpour. We children used to play in the rain. We used to make paper boats. Some unfortunate ants were also assigned as sailors on the perilous voyage in the turbulent flow of rain water. After the rain, when the trees would be still dripping, we would plod through the cold and damp soil bare footed. Nothing created a stronger feeling of connection with nature. It was great fun.