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The Light Within Resilience

It’s Diwali. Deepawali as it’s called back home. The word comes from deepa (lamp) and avali (row) — a row of lights that celebrates the victory of clarity over confusion, of faith over fear.

Every story behind this festival begins in darkness.

Ram returns to Ayodhya after exile. Krishna ends Narakasura’s reign. Kali restores balance when chaos reigns. Guru Hargobind walks free from Jahangir’s prison, taking fifty-two kings with him into freedom. Of course, there is more. Each story carries the same thread — a new beginning after struggle, a moment when courage finds its footing again.

Resilience often begins quietly. It starts when everything feels uncertain, yet something inside whispers, try again. It grows when we pause, look around, and ask, what still holds true?

Finding Light – within and around.

There is much darkness in the world today — conflict, fatigue, and loss. Yet if you look closely, there are sparkles everywhere.

Like the taxi driver who tells me he is doing one extra round after a fifteen-hour day so the old-age home he supports can have more sweets for Diwali.

The air hostess who wipes away a tear as she wished me back a happy Diwali. Her first one away from home after being married for three weeks.

The corporate head who breaks down privately after losing colleagues in a freak accident, yet steadies himself so others can lean on him.

My newspaper agent in Madurai who still walks up, asks how I am, and waits — really waits — for an answer.

A neighbour who lost her husband but still smiles, still finds small ways to be kind, still shares a bit of joy.

Light finds its way through people like them. Human beings, in their everyday acts, are remarkably resilient.

Resilience is the art of standing up again. As Albert Camus wrote, “In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”

So if the light around you feels faint, light a small lamp anyway. If your work, your idea, or your courage feels tired, let Diwali remind you that the glow returns in time. In people. In you.

May you find the light within, even as the ones on the window sills flicker bright. And may you notice the light in others. The kind they may not wear on their sleeve, but quietly keep alive for the world.

Happy Diwali.

Walking into the Sun: The Shadows That Shape Us

When we walk facing the Sun, we cast shadows. They aren’t us, yet they exist because of us—formed by light falling on us.

On the ground, shadows are real, visible, exaggerated—a simple distortion of form. But the ones that fall in our minds? Those are far more dangerous.

In Jungian psychology, the shadow self represents the unconscious, darker side of personality—the fears, insecurities, and untold stories that shape how we see the world.

These inner shadows whisper narratives—about who we are, what we deserve, and what’s possible. And often, it’s those stories that define our future.

So, what shadows fall in your mind?

And more importantly—are they telling the truth?

“What do you see?”, I ask him. “Well a lot of things. Actually a lot of lovely women”. Staring at light bring on its magic on an arrangement of wood panels.

I am taken by his candour. I didn’t expect it. We sit there in silence. I dont what is more magical. Is it the light or is it the shadow?

Between light and shadow, every life goes on.

Whatsay?

Light can be beautiful. It allows you to see. It brings inanimate objects to life. It helps you see. Every person who has been in the dark can tell you a powerful personal story of how beautiful light is.

Relish it all.

And even as you do, pause to remember that light can be blinding as well. It can create silhouettes of humans, obscure the finalise and make you sure of ‘reality’.

Ask yourself how bright is the light you revel in? What do you not see because of it? What shadows does it throw up? Is that shadow a tad too dark?

(at Aurangabad, Maharashtra)

Some places are magical. Just magical. Imagine a psychedelic light show that happens every hour of every day. Every single day on the whim of the Sun.
The architecture of the temple at Rameshwaram gets light to play hide and seek at different times of the day and changes the scene for you. There are more than a thousand pillars. Each exquisitely carved.
Its amongst the longest corridors in a temple complex. It can make you forget time. You could just sit there and light bring about the sound of life.
That such capabilities existed in the 12th century strikes the eye nonchalantly. Man’s quest for making something spectacular has remained constant.
Truly magical, wont you say?
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