Back home...

…from the northern tip of India, Jammu, where I’d to attend the wedding of my sister-in-law. And when you leave a place, roam a bit and return, the same old place appears new, appears enchanting and welcoming. The 'prodigal son' comes to mind--the one who roams and returns has gained depth and maturity than the one who has stayed. Things like right and wrong might have little value in the long run, in the larger scheme of things.

I also return to blogging after a month long gap--the longest vacation in my short stint at blogging. I find newer things to write about, a new vigour to share things, and a hell a lot of ideas. Curiously enough, I find that I could've done more with blogging than just record my experiences.

This past-time activity will now be a more serious venture-- a platform to exchange important ideas, to find things that can help me and others, to find inspiration and motivation for growth from across the virtual world and share it here, to participate actively in discussions that truly matter, to link to awesome sites and blogs-- and of course to continue to record my observations of everyday living and reflect on what I experience.

That's a tall order but, as the saying goes, 'To dream small is a crime'. In the words of my team leader--'As in cricket, if you aim for a win you'll at least draw, but if you aim for a draw you'll end up losing.'

Let me set my sights high, so that I make the most of this wonderful new platform.