A 70-Year Journey Through Passports

We all have our own journeys. We navigate the world through our unique lens of experiences.
My father navigated his by being a traveler. The best times of his life were when he was on a … Read the rest
Love, Life and Connected Pasts
We all have our own journeys. We navigate the world through our unique lens of experiences.
My father navigated his by being a traveler. The best times of his life were when he was on a … Read the rest
I am flooded with memories of the original narrator of this story as I sit down to write. I can clearly see raindrops splashing into the front porch of an old three-storied house of Kolkata, us chatting and enjoying the … Read the rest
Last year, I went back to Varanasi, or Benaras as the locals call it (or Kashi as the Hindu scriptures call it), some thirty years after I last visited it. The idea was to reignite my connection with this ancient … Read the rest
Today, as I reflect on the spirit of Muhibbah – the goodwill that beautifully unites Malaysians – I am compelled to celebrate the extraordinary … Read the rest
Forty-odd years ago, I entered the “Boro Bari” through a nondescript door and stepped into a cool and dark hallway while the smell of the Calcutta summer made my senses dance.
Boro Bari – literally, … Read the rest
Commemorating 67th Independence Day of the Federation of Malaya (31 August 1957)
I am dedicated to capturing and preserving the precious memories of my life’s journey before they begin to fade. This commitment stems from a deep desire to … Read the rest
In the early 1970s, in the small town of Jenjarom in Banting, life was simple yet full of quiet resilience.
I was just a young boy, about five or six years old, and my days were defined by one constant: … Read the rest
Embracing the past and the present, Mexico City pulsates with warmth and vibrancy, as I discovered on my recent visit.A colourful collage of courage and passion unfolds as I walk through … Read the rest
The year is 1936. The Dutta family from Sylhet ( then undivided India, now part of Bangladesh ) were proud of their son, Ramesh. He had studied and graduated in Geology from Presidency College, Calcutta.
The shining light … Read the rest
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