This morning as soon as the news broke about the Coffee Day King V.G. Siddhartha’s disappearance at the bridge of Nethravathi River near Ullal, my wife came running to me to break the news to the good old purveyor of news that is Yours Truly. Thereafter, I was glued to the TV for a time and the events were not unfolding as fast as I expected. I decided to attend to my personal work and then headed to the temple — the workplace. If ‘work is worship,’ then the workplace should be the temple. Let it be.
