Insurance

“Turning 40 heralds middle age, and 60 is retirement. What is it about 50?” “Well… Life spans are lengthening, and work spans are shortening. So, you never know, where will you be?” “Oh, Uncertainty!” I exclaimed dramatically, “Do you sell insurance or retirement plans?” “The pathos lies somewhere in between – the inability to plan … Continue reading Insurance

The Mission

“She yelled at the shadows that were following her – condemning, criticizing, disapproving. They spoke and acted just like her mother did, all her life. She drew all the curtains in the house to prevent their entry. They would be peeping in from somewhere – just like her neighbors did. She hated having houseguests. They … Continue reading The Mission

Is this Success?

It stared at me. My past achievements record of thirty years had awards, stocks, bonds, balance sheets, mergers and acquisitions. I dug deep to find a single relationship that mattered, a single person who cared about me ………. and found none. The few that I had started my journey with, had drifted apart. Is this … Continue reading Is this Success?

The Divide

“Do you serve beef and pork out here?” “Yes, Ma’m. What would you prefer?” “I need to find another place to eat.” The young Lisa had watched the Indian girl walk out of the diner. She silently watched that the black Mary Jane was ignored, and served in the end. It was 1987, and apartheid … Continue reading The Divide

The Treasure

“Does it make sense anymore?” “Never give up.” “Grandma said all those who tried to dig out the treasure have died.” “That is a story fabricated to keep people away. My forefathers subjugated people to slavery, to earn this wealth.” “What do you intend to do with it?” “Return it to the people. The money … Continue reading The Treasure

Devoid of Color

News channels carry the story of a celebrity singer, who sang on the streets in anonymity, covering himself in a shawl, and earned Rs.12/- in five hours. He humbly acknowledged the people, the orchestra, the lavish sets and the media machinery that make him a star. Else, the same songs could get him a measly … Continue reading Devoid of Color

Reflections on Choice

Yes. It happened again. I should have seen it coming, but hope blinds me every time I repeat the act. I adored my father for the love that he showered on me, for the values that he espoused. I could not respect a person who was not honest, straightforward and kind like my father was. … Continue reading Reflections on Choice

Immortality

A frozen moment in time, given a solid form, by a sculptor beckons. This is not the work of a high-resolution, high-precision camera. It is a snapshot in time, as the sculptor imagined and interpreted that moment. And this is the case with every work of art. “What, then, is immortal? The subject of art, … Continue reading Immortality