Giving, giving, gone

One of the most significant things about my Buddhist practice is ‘giving guidance’ through home visits. A senior practitioner visits a new one, showing him or her how to chant, and some theories and principles about Buddhism to apply to daily life. It’s a direct transmission of the Buddha’s teachings, from one’s heart to another, … More Giving, giving, gone

A wish in time

Wishes are usually granted to me in twos and threes. Yesterday, it was a ‘two-wish-fulfilment’ day. I was in the mood to show some love to a junior colleague and sent out a sincere wish, with a hand on my heart, for a special international invitation to come my way, which I would gift to … More A wish in time

Unexpected luxuries

I went to the wealthy farmhouse area called Pushpanjali Farms near the airport to drop my teen for a birthday party this morning. The host child wasn’t home, so we sat in the car and chatted, enjoying the sun and each other’s company. Finally, I had to leave for an appointment so I decided to drop … More Unexpected luxuries

Three deaths, two births, a miscarriage and a divorce

The month of February has been perhaps the most emotionally tumultous of my recent life. Within this time, three deaths confronted me one after the other; the first, a 42-year-old mother of my daughter’s best friend. She felt giddy, asked her husband for a glass of water, had a sip, put her head back and … More Three deaths, two births, a miscarriage and a divorce

Old and unripe

I really liked the song Dil toh bachcha hai ji when the Vidya Balan-starrer Ishqiya was released. I found it cute and would often hum along when it came on the radio: Dil toh bachcha hai ji. Haan, thoda kachcha hai ji. (The heart is just a child. Yes, it’s a bit unripe.) Today, though, … More Old and unripe

The addiction

Today, I realised that I am a closet ‘clothes-folder’. I got an inkling of my ‘condition’ a few years ago when my niece, who was just beginning to talk then, pointed out to a bunch of folded clothes lying on a chair and said, “Bua.” Today, however, I realised how chronic my problem was. There … More The addiction

They made a noise

It’s surprising how different people can view the same situation with totally different eyes and opinions. Last week, my younger one hosted a surprise birthday party for her best friend at home. Some 13 kids came over directly from school (and how blessed we are to live right across from it) but due to a … More They made a noise

My dying regret

I read this news snippet today about a book by an Australian nurse, Bronnie Ware, called The Top Five Regrets of the Dying. The article ends with a prompt to ask yourself, what would you regret if you died today? I asked myself that just now, and the answer that came was, “I regret not living … More My dying regret

Rafi-esque moments

The1967 song Mast Bahaaron Ka Mein Ashiq has been on replay mode in my head for the past many weeks. Especially its refrain: Saara jahaan hai mere liye, mere liye (the whole world was made for me, for me). I don’t know where it came from but it stuck, and it pops up every time … More Rafi-esque moments