What’s one thing about you that would surprise people if they knew? Here’s mine: my mother fed me lunch till I finished college. She’d mix rice, dal, and curry just the way I liked it. Today, she’s 80, still treating me like a boy who can’t skip a meal. I wasn’t embarrassed then — and I’m not now. We outgrow many things, but not a mother’s care. Happy 80th, Mom!
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The Storm and the Anchor: Parenting a Teenager
Nothing prepares you for the moment your child steps into their teenage years. Parenting at this stage feels like being on stage without a script. You can hear advice, read books, brace yourself—but nothing compares to the real thing.
When the Office Shrinks, Does the Mind Expand?
Have you ever moved from a cabin to a cubicle at work? Chances are you’ve seen the reverse. Promotions usually come with walls and doors, not the other way around. So when it happened to me, what would you assume?
When Helping Backfires, What Do You Do
Have you ever tried to help someone, only to end up burnt in the process? It stings. It makes you wonder: should you ever bother stepping in again?
From Stage Fright to Facing a Thousand Young Minds
A year ago, the idea of being alone on stage made me uncomfortable. Last week, I stood before a thousand students and loved every moment of it. So, what changed?
What Happens When Your Boss Inherits and Doesn’t Choose You
You don’t always lose your job because of a layoff. Sometimes, the new boss just doesn’t see you in their story. Not because of anything you did. Just because you weren’t their pick.
Your Voice, My Choice
- Erwin Schrodinger
This is what Rajen does in his blog. Picks up everyday instances of lived experiences and presents a thought around them that is eye opening. I particularly remember a part of his writing when he mentioned two of his interactions with Mr V Krishnamurthy 4 years apart. And he said how the gentleman remembered his name. Rajen then presented a thought that changed my idea of relationships, he said Mr V Krishnamurthy remembered a young Rajen from a meeting 4 years ago not because Rajen was important or the person had a great memory. Mr Krishnamurthy remembered Rajen because he cared. I love reading his blogs for such invaluable insights. His interpretation of everyday interactions that can change the way we live life is something all of us can learn from.
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Mohit Sain left my team last week. And is relocating to Sydney today. When he first told me he was leaving, my first thought was "oh no". Over two decades of leading teams, I've been here before — that strange place where you're genuinely happy for someone and quietly worried how to fill the gap. It never gets entirely easier. But I've learned what to do with it. This Saturday, I write about letting go, starting over, and the one question that has guided every such decision I've made.
To every student staring at a result right now — good, bad, or somewhere in between. I was you once. Terrified. Underprepared. Hoping for just enough. What I know now, that I wish someone had told me then, is that the number on that marksheet is one sentence in a very long story. Not the last one. Not even close to the most important one.
I Was Warned Not To. I Did It Anyway. Here’s What Happened.
When I was considering taking on a new job, a well-meaning colleague pulled me aside. "This arrangement doesn't make sense. Think it through. Don't say I didn't warn you." He was confident. He was sincere. But he had no direct evidence. I joined anyway. Years later, I looked back on that decision. Some lessons, you can only learn by crossing the bridge.
How a Chance Morning Visit Launched My Career
It's thirty years since the morning that determined the shape of my career. And the person most responsible for it doesn't know. Because I never got the chance to tell him properly. His name is Shekhar. In 1995-96, he worked at India Feature Service in Delhi and lived in Vasant Kunj. A year later, we lost touch. I've written it down here. If there's any chance this reaches him, I'm asking you to share it. As widely as you can. He deserves to read it.
Life Is Too Short for Relationships You Don’t Choose
There are people in your life you'd avoid if you could. You know exactly who I mean. For a long time, I did what most of us do. I showed up anyway. Kept the peace. Played the role. Of late, I've stopped doing that. If you've ever felt torn between who you are and what's expected of you — this one's for you.
The Morning I Realised My Child Had Already Grown Up
There's a moment every parent dreads and secretly hopes for at the same time. The moment you realise your child has quietly outgrown your expectations. It happened to me this January, over breakfast, in a conversation I hadn't planned for.