Holly Butcher, an inspiring young woman from New South Wales, Australia passed away on the 4th of January 2018. The note below is a message Holly wanted to share with her loved ones. It serves as a great reminder to living a meaningful life and embracing death. We are sharing her life lesson to honour her spirit and wisdom. _____________________________________________________________________________…
At TED, Juliet Blake helps people tell their stories in a compelling and authentic way. A craft she learnt from her mother and polished over her long career in the media and entertainment world. She is the Head of Television and the Curator of Special Projects at TED. Most recently, Juliet executive produced “TED Talks India Nayi Soch” for STAR…
I met Barbarou last year, on the street leading to the Swedish Church, in Stockholm. I was travelling through Europe, documenting life lessons of refugees who were displaced primarily by the conflict in Syria, and the various stakeholders involved in their integration in Europe. Almost instinctively, as soon as I saw Barbarou on the street, I leaned to my interviewee who…
A few weeks ago, a dear friend of mine had flown down from Malaysia. Our general conversation about work, relationships, financial stability and our wildest dreams soon transformed into the kind of life lessons I receive at Project FUEL. I told him earnestly that each life lesson is valuable because someone has lived it to call it his/her own. My…
Dear new friends of FUEL, It might have taken one post, or several, for us to meet at this nook of the internet but either ways I’m delighted to host you here at the Project FUEL blog. I apologize for the inactivity on the blog since our last post:“12000 life lessons from a man who has seen 12000 deaths”. We…
Rooted in the hearts of many Hindus is the belief that if you breathe your last in Kashi (Varanasi) you attain what is popularly known as ‘Kashi Labh’ or ‘the fruit of Kashi’—moksh or “release from the cycle of rebirth impelled by the law of karma”. Kashi Labh Mukti Bhawan in Varanasi is one of the three guesthouses in the city where people check in…
Pale pinks. Polaroids. Dancing. The whiff of earth when it rains. The scent of old musty books. The fresh-out-of-bath scent of a baby. Good good conversations. Best of friends. Seeing them after months. Travelling. Looking out the aeroplane window. Stretch of beach sand under the feet. Sea breeze. Walking barefoot on moist grass. Coming back home. Sleeping just a little longer. Michael…
Strange things begin to happen to us in our late 20s. Some of us know where our careers are headed. A lot of our peers disappear into the abyss of marriage, never to be heard from again. Some, apparently lucky ones, have it worked out on both those fronts. And then there is the group that I identify with; those…
I started writing at the age of six and, since then, all I've ever wanted to be was a writer. I found a home in words and poetry, a kind of music that touches the deepest corners of my darkest parts, a touch that set ablaze all of me. Writing became my passion. I knew it was my calling. But…
I am the kind of interviewee who pays more attention to the question being asked than his own answer. I love it when a question knocks my socks off and makes me relish the exquisite feeling of never having been asked such a thing before. Just a few weeks ago, I was being interviewed over the phone with the usual,…
