What is the most valuable thing in our lives? This is a question I’m sure most, if not all of us, ask ourselves. To some of you, what you value most, maybe a mundane object like a pair of shoes, a wrist watch, a diamond ring, an expensive dress you bought at a fancy mall, a pet, a car or some other commodity that often define our day-to-day existence. In my autobiography, Rainbows in my Clouds, I talk about what matters to me the most…My Moments that are irreplaceable, Moments that are invaluable, Moments that are precious … Moments with…

This past week, a tragedy of immense proportions took place in Kerala, where I hail from and the state I have proudly mentioned over and over in my autobiography Rainbows in My Clouds. What am I talking about? I’m talking about an incident that took over 120 lives when an explosion – sparked by fireworks – gutted down Puttingal Temple in Kollam district during the annual festivities. Temple festivals, as long as I can remember, were incomplete without these firework displays. It is an age old tradition at the temples, meant more for entertainment than appeasing the Gods. I stayed…

How do you identify someone you talked to and liked, a book you read, a movie or play you watched, a place you visited? How, indeed, do you identify a lot of things that pass you by in life’s proverbial journey? Is it by their names, attributes, features, characteristics or qualities? Is a name or a title an identity then? I don’t think so! We did not choose where or when to be born and in most cases, what name to give ourselves. My parents, for instance, were always judged for bringing an ‘unlucky child’ to this earth… It was…