In pursuit of happiness

 IN PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS 

In today's fast-paced world, it’s easy to get caught up in the idea that we are living our best lives and that those who went before us merely existed in a rather dull and uninspiring way.

 We’re told that “fun – in – the – sun” and “enjoyment” are the ultimate goals, and that success means maximizing our personal pleasure, often through experiences or material possessions. In reality- nothing is further from the truth!

We live in an age where constant social media updates and curated images of our lives and those of others shape our understanding of what “living fully” means. 

Have we ever stopped to wonder if we’re achieving the fulfillment we so desperately seek?

When we think of the concept of "progress," it's often equated with achievements—whether that’s in our careers, personal milestones, or the accumulation of things. We feel pressured to work harder, stay constantly connected, and acquire more. But is this truly progress, or are we simply chasing fleeting moments that give us temporary satisfaction while missing the bigger picture?

Many of the things we do in the name of fun or progress, like attending social events we don’t really enjoy, being extra nice to people we don’t really care about, buying things we don’t need, or constantly pushing ourselves to achieve goals that don’t align with our true values—are essentially distractions. We often chase after things that we think will make us happy, only to realize that satisfaction is short-lived. Something always seems to be missing

Consider social media, for example. We scroll endlessly through curated versions of other people's lives, fully convinced that we're missing out on the best things in life or not measuring up - this affects our own mental well-being. The pressure to maintain a certain image, to be constantly entertained, or to follow the latest trends, is leading to burnout, stress, and a sense of disconnection from what truly matters in life.

Progress, in its truest sense, does not lie in the external markers of success, but rather in personal growth—cultivating genuine relationships, being present, nurturing creativity, and finding meaning in our work and interactions. In our quest for enjoyment and fun, we risk overlooking what truly nourishes the soul and contributes to long-term fulfillment.

In a world that sadly prioritizes instant gratification, it’s so crucial to pause and reflect: Are we really enjoying life, or are we just going through the motions, chasing after the next thing to keep us entertained or in the limelight?

A background legend

 Bucket List: Tick – I’m an Actor (Sort Of)

Over the weekend, driving down Sheikh Zayed Road in Dubai—a glorious stretch of asphalt slicing through towering skyscrapers, all shimmering like a mirage in the desert sun—I had what can only be described as a brush with stardom. It was early morning, and traffic was blissfully light. Suddenly, a large van overtook me, bristling with cameras hanging precariously from the back. Intrigued, I kept pace, only to notice a sleek white Mercedes cruising alongside me.

The plot thickened as a glamorous lady in the back seat peeked out of her window, her gaze momentarily locking onto my white 4x4. And then—wait for it—she waved or pointed in my direction! As if on cue, the camera shifted toward me. I smiled. Yes, the smile. My moment had arrived. The camera then panned up toward the towering buildings and back to the Mercedes, but in my heart, I knew the scene’s real star had just been revealed.

Was I an extra in a blockbuster? Perhaps a Bollywood epic or a Tollywood drama? Or maybe I’ve been immortalized in a Netflix series. Who knows? No credits, no paycheck, but let’s not get bogged down by details. I can now officially declare: I’ve appeared in a movie—or at least near one being filmed.

So, the next time you’re watching something featuring Dubai’s iconic Sheikh Zayed Road, keep your eyes peeled for a white 4x4 and a fleeting moment of cinematic magic. That’s me—your uncredited, unpaid,  background legend. 

You may joke all you want about me being a one - take- wonder or a blink - and - miss performer but me and my car  were there .

Presentations

 

Has anyone else noticed that the over-reliance on presentations in meetings has become excessive, often overshadowing genuine conversation and decision-making?

Meetings that once focused on open discussions and actionable outcomes, are now dominated by meticulously crafted slideshows. While technology enhances communication, it often distracts from the core purpose of collaboration.

In the past, meetings thrived on clarity of thought and effective articulation without the crutch of elaborate visuals. Today, however, presentations are seen as symbols of professionalism, leading to a culture where showing up without slides feels like turning up without pants. This mindset has made presentations more about appearance than necessity, often diluting the substance of the message.

Slides frequently become a fallback for presenters, and while they do help them stay on track, they tend to stifle spontaneity and engagement. Worse, the abundance of unnecessary graphs and convoluted data tables often leaves audiences bewildered. It’s not uncommon to encounter slides packed with color-coded spaghetti lines and pie charts that seem to have been created by someone playing "Data Art" rather than explaining anything. Sometimes, even the presenter looks as though they’re discovering the slides for the first time, adding to the general confusion.

The heavy dependence on technology shifts attention away from meaningful dialogue. Discussions take a backseat, and the human element of collaboration gets lost. While visuals can enhance understanding, their overuse often creates clutter rather than clarity.

Not every meeting requires a presentation. Clear, concise discussions can achieve the same objectives, often with better results. By prioritizing connection, clarity, and action over the perfection of slides, meetings can regain their focus.

Perhaps it’s time to put those overachieving pie charts on a diet and admit that sometimes, the most professional thing you can bring to a meeting is a good idea and a bit of common sense.

 

 

Pupils of today

 

I was at a public speaking competition , in one of the schools in my cluster today , and the eloquence, confidence and thought process of the participants literally blew me away. This got me thinking.

Pupils today- the Gen Alpha generation, are undeniably ahead of their time. Reflecting on my four decades in education, I’ve had the privilege of attending countless functions and events where I’ve observed a remarkable transformation in pupils over the years. Compared to the past, today’s pupils are notably more composed, deeply insightful, extremely confident, and acutely aware of the world around them.

This is not to say that pupils I taught 40 years ago were lacking in any way – but times have changed, and the world is moving in fast forward.

This evolution can be attributed to several factors. Schools, where children spend a significant portion of their formative years, undoubtedly play a crucial role. The structured environment, diverse curricula, and focus on extracurricular activities help nurture essential soft skills like communication, collaboration, adaptability, and problem-solving. Beyond schools, societal influences and the pervasive impact of social media have expanded children’s horizons. They are exposed to diverse perspectives, current global events, and a wealth of information at the click of a button.

Moreover, increased travel opportunities and the encouragement to explore different cultures have instilled independence and a broader worldview in today’s pupils. They are encouraged to read widely, research deeply, and articulate their thoughts clearly, contributing to their eloquence and self-assurance. This generation’s readiness to take on the world is inspiring and heartwarming.

Pupils today exhibit a range of qualities that clearly demonstrate they are well ahead of their time. They communicate ideas with clarity and poise, are well informed about global issues like climate change and human rights and analyze challenges critically to propose innovative solutions. Their technological proficiency, independence, adaptability, and cultural competence are remarkable. They work effectively in teams, often stepping into leadership roles, and embrace creativity with enthusiasm. These qualities, combined with their readiness to navigate an evolving world, make them a generation poised to shape the future with confidence and purpose.

The honing of soft skills is pivotal in this journey. At home, children learn love, empathy, resilience, and the value of relationships. In schools, they master teamwork, leadership, time management and critical thinking. Society further shapes them by emphasizing the importance of adaptability and global citizenship. Modern technology plays an integral part, serving as both a tool and a platform for learning, creativity, and innovation.

As the world continues to evolve, so do the opportunities and challenges for today’s youth. Their ability to navigate this dynamic landscape, equipped with a well-rounded skill set and an optimistic outlook, is a testament to their potential.

Indeed, they are a generation ready to shape the future with confidence and purpose.

 

Will a ceasefire actually work

 Can true peace emerge from a brokered ceasefire in the Israel-Gaza conflict?

 I pray with all my heart, it does, but I doubt it will. I do hope I am proved wrong . 

A ceasefire, while critical to stopping immediate bloodshed and more unnecessary suffering, which has been tremendous to say the least, is, at the very best, purely a temporary measure. There are wider ramifications & true peace in this context requires the immediate addressing of innumerable deep-seated issues, which include historical grievances, political rights, security concerns, and deeply entrenched mistrust on both sides. 

Unfortunately, this is easier said than done. 

The conflict isn't just territorial as people often make it out to be ; it's also deeply personal and emotional, tied to identity, survival, religion and history. For peace to be lasting, several key steps are necessary

First and foremost is the acknowledgment of suffering: Both sides need to reflect & recognize the pain, suffering and losses endured by each other. Without empathy, it’s hard to build trust. We are  yet to see that happening 

Secondly and of equal importance is the fact that there must be a just resolution that considers the aspirations of both Israelis and Palestinians. This is of paramount importance, whether it's a two-state solution, shared governance, or another innovative model, worked out by the powers that be.

While International Mediation is certainly helpful, the mediators must be impartial, unbiased and detached. With everyone being so politically motivated this is a big ask. Only then will they be able to facilitate dialogue, ensuring both sides feel heard and represented.

We must not forget that the biggest sufferers in wars are not leaders but ordinary people, who are crying out for peace – for channels to connect, break stereotypes, and build relationships. Sustained peace is only possible if people themselves desire it.

Finally, we must not forget Economic Stability: Many conflicts are exacerbated by poverty and lack of opportunity. A comprehensive peace plan would need to ensure security and prosperity for all affected. The damage is colossal and funds will be crucial. Where is this going to come from and at what price? We all know there are no free dinners.

The challenge lies in breaking cycles of violence and retaliation, as well as dismantling narratives that dehumanize the "other." Without addressing the root causes of the conflict and creating a framework for mutual respect, a ceasefire will only serve as a pause in the violence, not a foundation for peace.

I am not a political pundit, just a practical individual who believes in the power of peace, knowing it fosters unity, progress, and a better future globally.

Between letting go and holding on

 “Between letting go and holding on” 

Life feels fleeting, moments drift by,

A constant shift that often feel overwhelming.

Yet within this impermanence, beauty blooms—

A gentle reminder to cherish the now

Which will not return

Once it passes 

The present, vast and clear,

Releases me from fear of what’s yet to come,

And eases the weight of what’s left behind.

Through mindfulness, I find simple joys,

Gratitude rising from the ordinary.

The loss of those I love

Carves deep into my heart,

Yet even sorrow teaches me

To hold tightly to connection.

It reminds me to reach, to love,

For life’s fragility is shared by all.

True peace resides in what I hold,

And in the courage to let go

Of what cannot be kept.

In balance, I find freedom—

To live with purpose,

To love with open heart,

And flow with life’s swift, ever-changing course.

"Let yourself be silently drawn

by the strange pull of what you really love.

It will not lead you astray."

Memories of Allahabad

 Today there was a longing - a very sudden urge

deep within me 

To take a walk – a nostalgic walk 

On an avenue, of the Railway quarters 

In my hometown- Allahabad.

Instantly I was transported back home 

And there I was – a young boy again

Revisiting his roots.

Those narrow, enchanting, tree lined avenues 

Predominantly ‘neem’, ‘gulmohar’ and the occasional ‘pepul’

Where I played as a boy.

It was ‘121 Traffic Quarters- third avenue’

The address has a nice ring to it, even now.

The home where I was born and raised.

Those old Railway houses – Colour washed, once a year

 Double- storied, simple square blocks

with gardens at the side, front and back.

Where flowers bloomed & vegetables were grown

 And chickens were often reared.

They laid their eggs in the hedges around the house 

And I went and collected them every morning

A chore I loved – often there were six!

There were dogs too and we had one 

 some aggressive  ones that bit-

 others whose ferocious bark was sufficient to scare you away.

The hedges were low and stunted – if any at all 

Usually bushy and green with the occasional bougainvillea

Chameleons and butterflies aplenty.

Barriers and walls were a rarity back then 

If it was yours – it was mine too

The jamun, plumb and guava trees

tempted all and sundry- we picked and plucked at will. 

We were shouted at occasionally

if caught in the act – but nothing serious or of any consequence 

hence, we did it repeatedly& with impunity. 

I vividly recall 

Vegetable and fruit sellers with their carts

Shouting out the various prices while cutting through 

the narrow lanes. 

 Peanut vendors, ‘Fatty’ - the butcher, the old man with his Ice cream cart,

 ‘Bushy’, the baker, with bread, tasty patties and biscuits 

In his tin box on the carrier of his bicycle – and the bell!

The ‘box man’ with trinkets and other knick-knacks for sale,

 ‘Kallu the kabari’ with his raucous laughter 

Who knew everyone by name- he loved to gossip.

Not to forget ‘Smiler’, the toothy cloth merchant 

With his bag of fancy material for Christmas dresses and shirts. 

These were all regulars I can never forget.

All residents had household helpers who cooked and cleaned 

Everyone was either ‘baba, baby, saheb or mem- saheb’

The older adults were ‘Bara- Saheb and Bara Mem-saheb’

Many stayed in small quarters at the back of the houses

 

 Everyone sat out in winter

Lunch in the shade of the moringa tree was so nice

Although I detested the curry with drumsticks !

 

 Eating peanuts and having tea at four!

It got chilly by five – and the adults went in to freshen up 

For the evening – no TV back then – just chit- chatting!

Visitors dropped in unannounced 

Simple friendly people and oh so many of us kids 

Seemingly more boys than girls whose only ambition in life

Was to play!

The avenues were put to good use

by rickshaws pullers, cyclists, pedestrians 

a few scooterists, motorcyclists and the rare car 

Who took this short cut to the Civil Lines.

We however put it to greater use

  And played cricket, football, kings , seven tiles 

And “gulli danda’’ as well

Oh, those endlessly long, fun filled afternoons

Where, caste, colour, creed or religion 

Had no bearing.

The burning of the ‘holkar’, the playing of ‘Holi’

The Eid and Christmas celebrations 

We enjoyed them all.

The avenue lights came on at dusk

Thinking back now – they were rather dim. 

Many were covered by creepers

 that had crept up the long pole- they dimmed the lights at times

“I spy” rang out from various corners, in the late evening 

And the shrieking and shouting continued till around eight

With us charging around in groups and having a blast

Before one knew it, it was eight or somewhere around that time

When the unwritten rule said- ‘get home’ for dinner.

Uncomplicated pastimes, kindred spirits, simple pleasures, great friendships

“Those were the days my friend”