i believe it is the sacred duty of television, radio, literature, and other such media, to
introduce its audience to the expanding possibilities of life. it goes without saying that
they don't agree to my belief. but seldom, some do.

for anyone who can appreciate music, this show - Sa Re Ga Ma Pa - Little Champs,
is a blessing. who would have thought these children aged 10-14 would be such fabulous
singers? i'm mesmerised each time i hear them; and so is Lata Mangeshkar, as conveyed
by her through SMS to the show. i'm sure they are not even mature enough to understand
how exceptional they are and how their performance influences thousands of viewers.

the performances are so pure and straight from the heart. i feel pity for those in my 
generation, who survive on base pleasures, and cannot appreciate such purity and divinity. 

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As a child i used to curiously observe the rhythm with which my Dad used to press the pedals (even before i knew they were called accelerator, brakes and clutch) while he was driving. Looking back, that experience of sitting next to the drivers' seat taught me more about the use of those pedals, hand-to-eye co-ordination and judgement, than what i learnt when i actually sat on one.

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This is a letter I had written for Swaroopi's (my sister) friend, when she lost her father. Grief-stricken Vaishali was obviously not up for exams starting next day. What if her father wrote her a letter from eternity, and comforted her by assuring that he was at peace and not lost in oblivion? So our attempt to condole her took this form:

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Yesterday I had been to Malaka Spice, Lane 5, Koregaon Park. We were about 20+ people who enjoyed the food and the chatter happening over it. It was when I was leaving the scene that this dialogue happened: crooked thinker > "Hey Vinay how are you going home?" "Well my Activa."

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Here's a post that I had written on a personal blog few months back. It deserves a place in public too, so ... read on. ~ Hello, Today, I'll share a story that Chachu told us over dinner. I almost cried, right in the middle of the restaurant; and so will you when you hear.

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God is the best planner. Just when you need them the most, He brings to you people who have the power to change you. These people bring to you God's message, which orients you to the right direction in the journey of life. A few years back I used to believe that only money is the measure of a man's greatness. Bill Gates, Warren Buffet, Azim Premji, Mittals and a few more are considered renowned in the world, apparently, because of their wealth. This deceived me. I had set a goal for myself that: If I'll be this rich then only will I consider myself successful. But in the last few years, I've become wiser.

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Chautauqua, let me speak about it first. Webster's defines it as:  any of various traveling shows and local assemblies that flourished in the United States in the late 19th and early 20th centuries, that provided popular education combined with entertainment in the form of lectures, concerts, and plays, and that were modeled after activities at the Chautauqua Institution of western New York. But if you read Robert Pirsig's Zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance, you know why this applies to ThoughtWorks University sessions. Its not about what a Chautauqua was intended to be (as described above), but what it actually did that matters. It was influential. (The dictionary needs to be updated.) But, how did Robert Pirsig come into the picture from out-of-the-blue?

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Well most of you know that I'm at the TWU these days and that's what this post is about. I'm just awestruck at the amount of opportunities that TWU has offered to me:

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