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The color of mountain ?
We were seated around a table at a small restaurant in Bangalore, five of us celebrating a friend's promotion. The waiter brought out the house specialty—a rich, dark curry that the chef had apparently perfected over twenty years. My friend Arjun took the first bite and his face lit up. "This is incredible. The spice balance is perfect—you can taste every layer. The cardamom, the black pepper, that hint of fennel. This is what cooking should be." His wife Maya tried it next.
Gaurav
Jan 37 min read


The wake you don’t see
I’m on this ferry, phone in hand doing the tourist thing, when I notice these seagulls. They’re not just flying around randomly—they’re pacing the boat. Staying right alongside us, almost like they’re in formation. At first I think it’s charming. Birds following the ferry, very scenic. Then I actually watch what they’re doing. The boat cuts through the water and creates these waves, right? And those waves churn everything up. Fish that were swimming peacefully suddenly get pu
Gaurav
Jan 33 min read


The Space Between Reaction and Response
I was thinking the other day about what really makes us human. Not the usual answers like our big brains or opposable thumbs, but...
Gaurav
Jun 29, 20254 min read


Present Seeking
When was the last time you went for a vacation? Maybe you went to a nice hill station, or beautiful beaches, a lovely vibrant city or a...
Gaurav
Jun 26, 20253 min read
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