She rose from her bed with an infectious enthusiasm and began to natter incoherently with animated gestures. It was her special day after all! “I have become a big girl now. I am 3 years old”, she chirped making all of us smile. That day we did not have to push her to get things done on time which meant she chomped on her sandwich pretty fast and was ready to visit the temple in the vicinity in record time.

Kindness leads to inner happiness, peace! What’s kindness? Kindness starts with a thought… You can act kindly only when you think positively. It’s an expression of your thought! You cannot fake it. It comes from the heart! The thought becomes your words. If you cannot speak kind words, better to be silent. Bhagavad Gita Ch 17, verse 15 emphasizes on austerity of speech. You can be kind to someone if you already have a preconceived positive notion about that person

40th birthday – A big achievement or just another year? All of a sudden it seemed like 40 is such a big number, with all my friends celebrating it as a milestone birthday. Being the founder of YOUR TURN NOW – a global movement of spreading smiles through random acts of Kindness and a father to a 12 year old son, I decided to carry out 40 acts of humanity to celebrate my fortieth birthday on 8th March 2017. 40 random acts of kindness with 40 friends, ”The perfect way to usher in the year”. All 40 acts would be different from each other and they had to be

I am Bangalore born and bred, and now London based. Currently I am working on an exceptional talent endorsement by Arts Council England and I am represented by Nic Knight Management. I come from a family of artists, poets and scholars (Srinivasa Prabhu – veteran actor and director in Kannada theatre, T.V and film; and Ranjini Prabhu, renowned Kannada poetess. My younger brother is also now a vocalist and guitarist in two different rock bands and a DJ). Since I

I always had an inherent interest and talent for art. Initially it was not easy to make art my profession . When I approached galleries , the first question would be “which art school are you from?” I did not have an answer as I am a trained designer and a self taught artist and had never taken a single art class. But I did not give up and worked very hard. I wanted my art to speak for itself.

Bengaluru , a city with a cosmopolitan culture . Just when one steps into the city they can feel its pulse. You can get caught up in this metropolitan lifestyle. Humans are not the only habitants who have adopted to the metropolis. Bengaluru has a wealth of wildlife. Our city is home to many species of birds such as black kite, brahminy kite , purple sunbirds, red vented bulbul, white cheeked barbet, painted storks etc. Birds are not the only

Being a hardcore Mumbaikar, Aamchi Mumbai always rocks. But now Bengaluru is home and it’s rocking! It’s been a little more then a decade in Bangalore . Though a typical Tam Bram..never lived in the south of India! 4 generations are settled in Maharashtra, so I was pretty excited to make Bangalore my home. I love Malleswaram so much cause it reminds me of the heart of Mumbai that is Dadar, the flower market, the temples, the music. I just

It was the day before Ganesha Chaturthi in 1972! I arrived in Bengaluru with my husband, married for all of two months. I was very emotional and excited. On one hand, missing my brothers, sister and my loving mother but happy to be with my life partner. We lived together in a small flat in Malleswaram. Bangalore was a beautiful city with temperatures never more than 60 degrees Fahrenheit, 15.5 degrees Celsius. We needed a thin sweater early in the

An Artist, A Baker and most importantly, A Mother… Nothing illuminates the challenges of being a full time Mother coupled with being an Artist and a Baker… How much more can I divide my HEART…??? Can a woman have it all….?? Creativity has been the driving force in my life since childhood. Who and how I was, as a child, has shaped who I am, as an artist today. Born and brought up in Bangalore, I graduated with a Master’s

One rainy evening at one of the flashy Gastro Pubs in namma Bengaluru, I was enjoying the peppy music and the company of great friends when my eyes lazily panned the entire breadth of what lay in front of me; multitude of people, some staring into each other’s eyes, a few mindlessly looking into their phones with their thumbs relaying messages back and forth, young waiter boys balancing large black round trays with different shapes of glasses holding amazing shades