The Octopus, the Beach, and the Bell Tower
I love a good story. And especially a story with a moral and a lot of flair. It…
How an UNO Card Made my Father’s Day
I was dreading being out of town for Father’s Day. How sad to be far away from my…
Harinder’s 3 Filters: Honesty, Simplicity, Love
I just boarded a train from Agra to Delhi. My first Indian train experience, as I suspected, is…
Badge of Honor
PR people are great. They always have their audience in mind, even when it’s an audience of one. …
India: Colors and Contrasts
My first 24 hours in India confirmed what I always suspected — this country, its people and ideas…
Jumping Through Hoops
A dad, of course, thinks that the sun rises and sets in his daughter. And he’s right. My…
Material Witness
My 40th birthday brought a number of surprises, but one of the sweetest came in the form of a…
Looking like London
I am sitting here watching a beautiful sunrise sing out over London’s Heathrow Airport. It’s not really important…
Balloons and Sequins in the Basement
We are a house divided when it comes to New Year’s Eve. I married a New Yorker who…
Infected for the Holidays?
My wife and I probably say the word “malaria” on a daily basis more than the average working…