Atithi Tum Kab Jaogey?Avinash Gujral To keep my sanity intact during these trying times, I have devised a strange way. I start brooding over many ‘insane and quirky’ ideas. Here is one example. Somehow for the past many days, I am reminded of the title of a Hindi movie that came some ten years ago. “Atithi Tum Kub Jaoge” i.e., Guest (read unwelcome and unwanted) when will you go away. So I have started comparing ‘Corona virus’. To the unwanted

Chakr is a platform that patronizes Indian Art and tries to assimilate the impact of art and colors on human life. It is extraordinarily fulfilling and fun to weave a story of artwork with the utmost care and passion for people who have an eye for colorful and vibrant work.  Divya Mehrotra, Founder and Mindfulness Coach at Chakr postulates that Art in any form can give people emotions that can lift up their spirit and make them more driven than

In April, 2020 Forbes.com ran an article by Avivah Wittenberg-Cox appreciating women leaders who have successfully steered their countries through the COVID crisis as most other countries are still grappling with it. I read a lot of discussion around it where many (mostly women) are hailing the gender of these leaders as the reason for their success. Their voices are vociferously being matched by people (mostly men) arguing that gender has no role to play. What I fail to understand

HER LAST WALK – by Preeti S Manaktala A 15 year old elephant consumes a pineapple filled with powerful fire crackers which exploded in its mouth. It died in the Velliyar River. This is considered to be a malicious act of cruelty by someone and was done on purpose. Things are still being investigated on this matter. Here is my short poem paying a tribute to the harmless animal, who was carrying a life within”. Her last walk.. She walked

People ask me when I started writing. Honestly, I don’t remember when I didn’t. I always loved scribbling visual stories on the blackboard that my grandfather bought for me. Then I started maintaining my personal diary which I then called Terry because I had a huge celebrity crush on Terence Lewis. But I never thought that writing would make me stand out or become my identity because it felt so natural that I thought maybe it was something which was

I am an incorrigible optimist and my faith in people’s innate goodness is quite firm. Having said that, there have been times when I have questioned it as well but then along comes something or someone and those wispy clouds of doubt are dispelled. Like everyone else, COVID-19 outbreak has tested me severely. I have felt embittered and let down by people and questioned their right to be called human. Then there are people who go beyond their line of