My dad always said, “Coffee drinkers are better thinkers.” He was a wise man. I’ve never had a reason to doubt him.
These days, “Coffee?” is the answer to everything.
Questions, answers, problems—it doesn’t matter. Coffee solves it all. Especially in Mumbai. The city hums with its energy, fuelled by endless cups.
Maybe it’s the caffeine. Or maybe coffee is just a great excuse to pause, talk, and think.
Either way, I’m not arguing. Coffee?
We sit by the sea, watching its endless waves. She sits beside me, tossing questions like pebbles into the water.
“Where does the sea begin and where does it end?”
“Can we build a new sea?”
“If we can’t build a new sea, then we must take care of this one, right?”
I nod. She’s here for answers. I came here for the breeze. But she’s stirring up a storm.
Somewhere, I hope the right men and women are listening. Because the sea has no voice—except for those who ask the right questions.
(at Marine Drive Mumbai)
Few cars have held space for such extremes as the good old Ambassador. It stood tall, equally at ease ferrying the powerful bureaucrat and the tireless taxi driver. One car, two worlds. The only difference? A coat of paint and, perhaps, a red beacon on top.
A fresh polish, a new badge, and suddenly, power shifted. But beneath it all—the same engine, the same steel frame, the same unmistakable bulk navigating potholes and people alike.
Isn’t that how life works? Titles, uniforms, status—coats of paint that shape perception but not the core. Strip them away, and we are all running on the same fuel—hopes, fears, and the daily need to keep moving.
Co-holding is about recognising this shared essence. Power and purpose can sit side by side. The taxi driver and the bureaucrat, the leader and the led, the privileged and the everyday worker—each playing a role, each moving forward.
And at the end of the day, the Ambassador carries them all.
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A bubble floats, catching the light, shimmering with impossible colours. A child watches, wide-eyed, as if witnessing pure magic. And maybe, just maybe, they are.
Because magic isn’t in the moment—it’s in how we see it. Every day hands us the same raw materials: time, people, possibilities. We can treat them as ordinary, or we can see the shimmer, the wonder, the fleeting brilliance.
The moment offers the opportunity. The magic is ours to make.
Here’s to a week filled with wonder!
The hills of Vagamon do not just sit quietly. They call out, but only if you listen. The winding roads, the tall trees, and the gentle slopes hide their invitation. “Come,” they seem to say. “Climb, and you will see.”
Climbing is never easy, but the best views come after effort. And when you reach the top, it all feels worth it. The air is fresher, the world looks different, and the journey suddenly makes sense.
As the sun begins to set, the colours change. The hills turn gold, then orange, and finally a soft shade of dusk. The wind picks up, moving through the freshly cleaned road, making the plants dance. They bend, they sway, they follow the wind’s lead. They seem to smile, happy to be part of this moment.
Maybe we should be like them. Climb, adjust, move with the changes, and enjoy the journey.
So, which height are you climbing today?
(at Vagamon Meadows)
Michael Jordan once said, “Success doesn’t stop when you get there.” And he would know. Winning wasn’t his final goal—it was just a checkpoint before the next challenge.
Reaching the top is one thing. Staying there? That’s the real test. What changes when you get there? Do your values shift? Do your old associations still fit? Does your outlook evolve, or do you stay the same?
And then comes the biggest question—What next?
A true winner doesn’t just celebrate the shot. They look up at the hoop again, ready for the next play.
Are you?
As the crimson sun kisses the fading night, every blade of grass leans in, stretching, reaching—almost as if trying to get a better view.
The breeze hums, the birds call, and together, they pose a gentle question: “So, how are you today?” Not demanding, not intrusive—just a playful nudge to start fresh.
And maybe that’s the best way to begin the day. Not with alarms and to-do lists, but with nature’s quiet company, a deep breath, and the simple joy of being asked.
How are you today?
Same Ground, Different Journeys
From my window, the small plane sits quietly on the tarmac. Side by side, yet worlds apart. Mine is bigger, his is smaller. And for a second, I almost dismiss it.
But then, I remind myself—size is just perspective.
This seat is mine for this journey. That plane is his. One isn’t better than the other, just different.
Because in the end, it’s not about the perch, it’s about the flight.
And once we take off, the sky doesn’t care how big the plane is.
I spotted those words on what remains of the Berlin Wall. “One day we will be in charge.”
It wasn’t just graffiti. It was restless energy, an unshaken belief that the future can be different. Must be different.
That spirit—the refusal to accept things as they are, the audacity to imagine something better—is what drives progress.
And when I see the youth of today walking tall, carrying that same fearless energy, it fills me with hope. Because youth isn’t just age—it’s a state of mind.
And the future? It belongs to those bold enough to claim it.
(at Berlin, Germany)
Where we stand depends on where we sit. The stances we take, the identities we shape—for ourselves and for others—are built on what sits in our minds.
And our minds? They are prime real estate. Possibly the most expensive in the world.
Thoughts are tenants. Some pay rent in clarity and purpose. Others squat in doubt and fear. But once they settle in, they shape how we see, speak, and stand.
So, let’s be careful. Choose wisely who and what gets a seat in our minds. Because what sits in us will decide what stands we take.