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A click and an otp or a pin or QR code scanned and one more item added to the vast paraphernalia of things we think we need but most likely we end up not using it or postponing its use to another day. The mania of shopping and the fear of missing out on the opportunity to avail a time limited discount are the traps which pull you into acquisitions which are unnecessary or in some cases harmful. There are two problems here which are the root cause of clutter creation. Desire and mostly mimetic desire and a weak scattered mind which succumbs to the algorithms of social media and advertising. If the truth is so self evident than why this blog and what does my experience tell me that I can share. To be honest I am a victim of this mania and I have  lot of clutter too.  I came across this book The Gentle Art of Swedish Death Cleaning and felt that it is time to reflect on this aspect of life. Death is the only certain event in every creatures life. “Putting your house in order, if ...

  The most abiding memory of my childhood is a visit to the Sabarmati Ashram Light and Sound show on Mahatma Gandhi. In this show there was this lovely Bhajan (devotional song or hymn) which created the backdrop of a life of a saint who has been an indelible childhood memory. While Mahatma Gandhi has been named in India as the Father of the Nation (Bapu), in my childhood he was a history book figure. Our visit to Ahmedabad and Sabarmati Ashram was part of a tour to Rajasthan. My parents were professionals, Dad a lawyer and mum a teacher. However, as children we never realized that to give us a life of comfort they conducted school tours to help increase the family income and create financial stability. These tours were a learning experience. As parents both had instilled in me a sense of pride and respect for our freedom fighters and sense of patriotism. While the Gandhi story was well known the true values of the man and how well they got reflected in the hymn seeped into me when ...

 I have just returned from a play called Taj Khallu Pigeon Savak by Sillypoint productions a play on the Parsis created to entertain the Parsis on the occasion of Jamshedi Navroze festival. The venue was the iconic NCPA center at Nariman point. The directors script writers and most of the actors were Parsi talent nurtures from the past alumni of the Holiday Program for Youth (HPY) which has played a role in encouraging young Parsis to pursue their dreams.  As a secular Indian, I have been an atypical Bawa but the culture of Parsipanu, baugs, good humour and self deprecatory stuff makes the community a unique lovable breed. Underpinning this fun and humour is the stark reality of extinction and numbers that is staring it in the face. Yet, what inspired me yesterday was the spirit and resilience of Parsis who came to laugh at themselves, motivated and dressed with enough style and charm to listen to the old cliched humour. So many old and a reasonable number of youngsters came t...

  Among the many experiences I remember an occasion on a Women's Day celebration, we had a panel discussion on Medical Professional mothers, spouses and caregivers. While some of the readers of this blog may recollect this, I will only through this blog make some general observations and reiterate why is the Indian woman still a lonely creature.  The recent and yearly ritual of Women's day to my mind have failed to fulfill the purpose of celebration and in fact hampers the intention of emancipation of women. A token day of celebration and then back to normal is tokenism to salve the male conscience.  Let us get some realities clear:  Marriage is the largest internal migration parameter in India 46% migrate after marriage but of these 97% are women. Migration related to employment opportunities is only 24% compared to 46% in the case of marriage but in this case 85% are male and only 15% are female.  The onus for adjusting and adapting to new culture lifestyle an...

  I have been blogging consistently for quite a while. The topics for these come from things I read or hear and relate to the state of mind I am in or the situations I face in life. Today, I have started to wonder weather I can paint descriptive pictures of events or relate stories about relationships in a conversational story style. To do this I am in searching for courses on the Art of Clear writing. Xavier's Institution of Communication is offering one but it is all about fiction writing and while a Memoir is certainly not fictional, it is based on memories and the memory as we remember which can be virtually fictional. I would then use a term fiction based on facts and call factional if such a term exists. While I want to write a story about myself, the imposter syndrome creeps into me. We are all made of multitudes and each one of us has a story worth telling, but can we tell it effectively and will the reader find it to be a smooth interesting easy read? These questions plagu...

 Everyone is a leader. None of us are born leaders or incapable of leading. Even as some of us have a kind of nature which makes us natural leaders it is not that one cannot cultivate qualities which make us leaders. There are books written about Leadership but one's success or failure as a leader is determined by the attitude, commitment and willingness to learn. Personally, I have not considered myself as a natural leader, in fact I have generally been an introverted person, who prefers to remain a follower and take instructions and be led rather than lead. However, the training at TISS in Hospital Administration made me realize that if were to get outcomes, I would have to learn to lead.  Left with not much choice, I embarked on my leadership journey at Masina Hospital Trust with a great amount of trepidation and a tinge of nervousness. I started reading a book called 5 Levels of Leadership by John Maxwell and while these are typical Self Help books, I needed a quick guide ...

Dharma is an untranslatable word which I have often tried to grasp the meaning of. After a lot of thought I feel that in a casually applied way when one says that "I have only followed my dharma" it means performing one's duty as ordained by the scriptures or the conventionally upheld belief system of good actions. This definition falls short on many counts as one's duty from both scriptural and legal angles can vary widely and create conflicting situations. Good and evil are never clear black and white positions but there are shades of grey everywhere. Very often good intentions do not lead to good consequences of actions performed. This problem was analyzed by the intellectual giants since Upanishadic times who have dwelled on this question.  Since this blog has always tried to remain experiential I will like to make my own interpretation of this word. At any point of life we instinctively know what is right or wrong and based on nature or nurture we are given some ...