By Sooraj Nanaiah I remember cycling down Hyder Ali Road at 3 pm on my way to tennis coaching. I was 14 years old, the sun overhead and the heat harsh. But…
By Sooraj Nanaiah
I remember cycling down Hyder Ali Road at 3 pm on my way to tennis coaching. I was 14 years old, the sun overhead and the heat harsh. But the road — lined with tall rain trees — made it bearable. Their thick canopy provided shade, kept the ground cool and made even a summer afternoon manageable.
By Dr. K. Javeed Nayeem, MD Travelling between Mysuru and far off Chikkamagaluru, is something that I do very often because I have very close connections with both these places. Since my…
Today, noise is no longer merely pollution. It is harassment. From blaring loudspeakers at religious events to morning walkers playing music on their phones; from irreverent honking to loud videos on trains,…
Mystic’s Musings By Sadhguru – Founder, Isha Foundation Sadhguru: Being mentally ill is not a joke. It is the most painful thing. If you have physical ailments, you will get everyone’s compassion,…
