The reason why I’m here
When I think of it, I realize that it's been such a long time since I wrote to you. Or talked to you. Or...
It might have been
Look, down there. That thing you just saw, shattered into a million tiny little pieces, is my heart. That sound you just heard was...
Unanswered Questions!
It had been "ages" since we met, quite literally. And yet I knew her at once, without her having to turn all the way...
Teachers Our Mentors
?The true teacher defends his pupils against his own personal influence.? Have you noticed that we have teachers around us at almost every moment...
Let Gandhiji’s Dream come True…..
"Can you better the condition of your women? Then you will hope for your well-being. Otherwise you will remain as backward as you are...
What Sets Us Apart?
You look at me. Almost shyly, I look back. There is much in these there-but-not-quite gazes, though they are silent. You are going, and...
I’ll wish I was there
My earliest memory of the activity that has occupied the most generous portion of my life thus far - going to school - is...
Dead Letter
I choose to call this a dead letter because I've decided its faith even before it has taken shape. Since I chose to bare...
On Being A Writer
Almost unsurprisingly, she had returned from her self-imposed hiatus. They'd warned her about it, everyone around her. One had told her (and this warning...
An Irreplaceable Power
In the words of Nelson Mandela, ?Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world.? The daily routines have...
