Old Man By The Road

The purple knee-length dress flutters at the hem, as I walk along the cobbled road flanked by rows of wood apple and bamboo trees.  In the early hours, the residents of the Osho Meditation Resort in Pune, dressed in flowing maroon robes and bamboo sandals, are returning from their breakfast at the German Bakery located…

Pink Pangea: From Wall Street To Wanderlust

“You don’t ever go home, do you?” asked my colleague sarcastically. “I do, but not that often.  I like going to unfamiliar places.  That is my idea of a vacation,” I replied. In the long conversation that ensued, I did not know how to explain to my colleague why I keep wandering from place to…