We heard you. All your messages, DMs, calls and all the overwhelming love that you showered on us for the first season of "Twice as Wise" and we couldn't help but get back! So here we are, kickstarting 2019 with a fresh season of "Twice as Wise" over again. Narrated by none other than our homeboy Deepak Ramola aka the…
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"Oh to be young, and feel love's keen sting"- A harmless bit of reminiscence on Albus Dumbledore's part, but a few more people and stings later, this statement assumes a deeper and more terrifying meaning. That every emotion lies within the range of two extremes is as good a truth as any. But one needs to ask oneself- how much…
It was 1985. I was a Captain's wife, joining the battalion in peace station for the first time. We had a six-month old daughter. I remember being received warmly and being made to feel instantly at home in the battalion, which became an integral part of our life and it remains so till date. Back then, it had begun with…
I never liked to put together jigsaw puzzles as a child. They were time consuming and required a lot of effort. There was also the likelihood that they would end up remaining incomplete because a piece or two were missing. Now that I am an adult, the metaphor of puzzle pieces seems to fit in perfectly with life. There are…
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…
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…
I don't know what people mean by, and how they find, the "right" person for themselves. He’s all the wrongs that could ever be but he’s the kind of wrong I’d choose over a million rights. The kind I choose to live-in with. My boyfriend and I are different from each other. We do not agree on a lot of…
I need to, and like to go back to whatever I call home, at least once a year. And I look for the feeling of home in wherever I go and whatever I do. Sometimes I succeed; I find that feeling of home in different places and things and hobbies. But I find it most in certain people. Certain…
There couldn’t have been a more perfect time than now to write this article; I recently celebrated 10 years of being together with my boyfriend. 10 great years. While our love story is as ordinary or extraordinary as any, it gets us a lot of wows because of the sheer number of years we have been together. And that, except…
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