In memory of Sarath

It’s been over a year since my last post, but today demanded it, because it’s not everyday you are present at the cremation of a great friend. Exactly two weeks ago, I¬†accidentally called him very early in the morning and probably woke him up, but unlike me – who would have been instantly annoyed and…

As the hands tick away

Every morning when I look at my face in the morning, I notice that there is one white beard more than the day before. It seems like only yesterday that I was praying for my beard to grow. With every passing moment its like the world is speeding up, or it could be that I’m…