Anachronism By Choice
I remember reading the following lines in Chetan Bhagat’s national bestseller, One Night @ the Call Center: “Remember … the brain and IQ of a 35-year-ol
I remember reading the following lines in Chetan Bhagat’s national bestseller, One Night @ the Call Center: “Remember … the brain and IQ of a 35-year-ol
A few years ago, when you first heard Asha Bhosle and jazz in the same sentence, there was a split second before you accepted the essential truth of this living
I have been thinking of Sane Guruji lately. Sane ( Sah-nay) Guruji—teacher Sane—was a writer who every Maharashtrian child knew about when I was a child. Wh
On New Year’s Eve 2010, I was at the Fremont Temple with my family when I ran into my friends, Nanda and Girish. After the initial greetings and pleasantrie
Inspired by a simple request by his holiness the Dalai Lama 14 years ago, the fifth World Festival of Sacred Music (WFSM) seeks to bridge communities while conv
The White House Initiative on Asian Americans and Pacific Islanders launched an online video challenge today, asking participants to submit personal stories abo
This morning I wanted to call the pundits to my house. Light the holy flames, fill my house with Vedic chants and dissolve my grief like golden ghee melting bli
Asha for Education (Asha) took roots in 1991, at the University of Berkeley, CA, when three graduate students decided to bring about a socio-economic change in
Sakhaa Retreat, the inaugural event of IGS NOW, a non-profit spiritual organization, was a huge success. Held in the beautiful, newly built Khalsa School Camp
Q These days I hear of unusual therapies and ways of healing emotionally and mentally. Some are artistic ways of expressing feelings or issues and getting in to
CINEMA by Karsh Kale. Six Degrees. Available on www.amazon.com and iTunes for album or individual track purchase. Karsh Kale’s Cinema has already claimed the
India Calling is written in the voice of the prodigal son returning home. It serves as a bookend to An Area of Darkness, V. S. Naipaul’s extended, homecoming