Having a personal website sometimes feels like being naked in front of your physician. There are no secrets. Its like going to confession. You pour your heart out. Youd like to record your every memory, your every feeing and also share your dreams for the future. Both shall find a place on these pages. With greater emphasis on future dreams and connecting with all you people out there who share similar passions. Without passion life is tedious. As I walk to the wicket of life to begin my second innings, tedium is the last thing on my mind. I do not want to elaborate on my past by giving all the details but pick and choose those details and facts that can clarify me, project my personality, in short, define me.

It was a long journey, which felt more like an odyssey, in the civil services.

Many citadels were breached along the way and numerous bonds were built.

It had been quite a rewarding and satisfying career with many milestones and not a few heartbreaks.

The journey thus far has been a tight-rope walk, but fascinating.

Among the numerous assignments I have undertaken I would like to remember and mention with fondness, my stints with NISIET, now ni-msme and the one with NCRI (National Council for Rural Institutes). Both these institutions have a unique place in my career graph.

Even as a youngster taking my first wobbly steps in the professional world, I always dreamt of building institutions, big, huge institutions that would have a massive reach and huge impact.

Especially fascinating for me was the dream to build and promote institutions in frontier areas of science and technology and help conduct research in the field of medical science.

These are not simple dreams, fraught as they are with numerous challenges, requiring huge financial inputs and rounding up the best talent in the business.

Many scoffed at the idea, noting the meager resources at my disposal. Come on, doctor, be reasonable, they would say. A single person taking up such a huge task, without resources, is like trying to catch the blue whale with a fishing rod, they laughed.

Its a typical mindset of people in these parts. People wont look at an idea until it begins to materialize and bear fruit! Having been accustomed to taking risks all through my life, I was undeterred by criticism.

I ploughed on without wincing or bending backwards and doggedly chased my dream.

One year down the line, as I sit back and gaze at the road Ive traversed in the pursuit of my dream, I ponder on how a challenge of a different kind has gripped me completely.


Flowchart: Alternate Process: Deepest values   	Need to remind myself that the higher purpose always, always, always involves somehow serving others. Helping others. Entertaining, enlightening and perhaps educating others.Double Bracket

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grayCurved Right Arrow: The Road Not Taken  Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,   And sorry I could not travel both   And be one traveler, long I stood   And looked down one as far as I could   To where it bent in the undergrowth;   Then took the other, as just as fair,   And having perhaps the better claim,   Because it was grassy and wanted wear;   Though as for that the passing there   Had worn them really about the same,   And both that morning equally lay   In leaves no step had trodden black.   Oh, I kept the first for another day!   Yet knowing how way leads on to way,   I doubted if I should ever come back.   I shall be telling this with a sigh   Somewhere ages and ages hence:   Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--   I took the one less traveled by,   And that has made all the difference.   nRobert Frost

Wonders of the sky


Lead, Kindly Light

Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom,
Lead thou me on!
The night is dark, and I am far from home,--
Lead thou me on!
Keep thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene,--one step enough for me.

I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou
Shouldst lead me on:
I loved to choose and see my path, but now
Lead thou me on!
I loved the garish days, and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will: remember not past years.

So long thy power hath blessed me, sure it still
Will lead me on;
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till
The night is gone;
And with the morn those angel faces smile
Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile.
John Henry Newman

Text Box: How many times must a man look up before he can see the sky?  
Plaque: And down the long and silent street,  The dawn, with silver-sandalled feet,  Crept like a frightened girl.   
Plaque: And down the long and silent street,  The dawn, with silver-sandalled feet,  Crept like a frightened girl.  b11  

Floral tributes


Natural graffiti



Where Do We Come From? What Are We? Where Are We Going?Paul Gauguin

Three fundamental questions in this catechism were: "Where does humanity come from?" "Where is it going to?", "How does humanity proceed?".



58   Oval: Death Be Not Proud  Death be not proud, though some have called thee  Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not soe,  For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,  Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill mee.  From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee,  Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,  And soonest our best men with thee doe goe,  Rest of their bones, and soulesdeliverie.  Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,  And dost with poyson, warre, and sicknesse dwell,  And poppie, or charmes can make us sleepe as well,  And better then thy stroake; why swell'st thou then?  One short sleepe past, wee wake eternally,  And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.   John Donne


Take a course in good water and air; and in the eternal youth of Nature you may renew your own. Go quietly, alone; no harm will befall you.    John Muir


Reserved: That's all folks        I never meant to hurt nobody-  I guess we'll never know -  -Show me and show me the way back  -Show me the way back home


Year 2014

What now what next