Inspire Positivity

Being the only child in the 1950s and 60s within a nuclear family amidst an era of expansive, extended families was a truly unique experience. My father, engrossed in his role as a divisional accountant, dedicated his time to railway projects and legal disputes, while my mother, a bookworm, would often retreat into her reading,…

During my childhood in the 1950s and 1960s, as the child of a Railway employee, I had my earliest encounters with the healthcare system. One memorable figure was Dr. Sabbarwal, a widely respected general practitioner at the dispensary. Patients would patiently queue for their turn to see him. Medications were dispensed in liquid form with…

Recently, I found myself navigating the bustling streets of Nehru Place in South Delhi, enroute to a building for some urgent work. Manoeuvring through the maze of construction obstacles, haphazardly parked vehicles, and makeshift stalls crowding the sidewalks, I finally arrived at the dilapidated staircase leading to the office on the third floor. As I…

How Much is Enough: In 1995, as I prepared to depart Indonesia after an assignment, a close friend approached me with a dilemma. Having spent twelve years as an expatriate, he grappled with the question of how much longer he should remain separated from his family in Australia. I responded with a simple yet profound…