Weary traveler, come home

“It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels the same, even smells the same. You realize what’s changed is you.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald Excitement starts stirring in my chest In anticipation of what’s coming next Memories of the hallowed land dear From my brain’s recesses suddenly appear- Invading allContinue reading “Weary traveler, come home”

Venus and Mars at workplace

We live in a modern society, we think we have made strides In the realm of gender equality, bridged gaps wide Women are liberated, work in every sphere Yet discrimination at workplace remains a valid fear For women from all walks of life- sometimes disguised In condescending tones, full of patronizing advice- At other timesContinue reading “Venus and Mars at workplace”

Two decades at the altar of medicine

Two decades have gone by Gone by, it seems, in the blink of an eye Since I first stepped, with some trepidation Through the hallowed portals of this profession Starry-eyed, naive, with illusions grandiose Ecstatic, finally, to be in the throes Of what was universally known  to be The most arduous career path undoubtedly Entertaining visions ofContinue reading “Two decades at the altar of medicine”

A tribute to Indian folk art

I traveled through India, often complaining About the lack of infrastructure, feigning A Westernized approach to the land, I should say (Not proud of myself as I write this today) Then there was something that left me Mesmerized and amazed, when I did see (Again like the typical Western traveler) Folk art in its unadorned splendorContinue reading “A tribute to Indian folk art”