Phoenix
Well, as you might have guessed, the title of the post has nothing to do with the city by that name or worse, the mall by that name in Bangalore. It of course refers to the mythical bird that gets reborn automatically. I am hoping that my blog posting is reborn like Phoenix, after a pretty long hiatus. For the past several months, I have been sharing my ride to the office with my colleague Deepika, a young, cherubic and vivacious person, if I may describe her so. Last week, she shared one of her writings with me, a post about her grandfather and what she had learnt from him over several years. It was pretty well written, but also had this interesting side effect - it just reminded me of how I have just paused my writing over the past few years (not that I was writing profusely before, but it had come to a screeching halt now). I went back and read my previous blog posts and it made me feel good. I had always felt good writing and was wondering why I do not write muc...