Category Kaleidoscope

Why do we need memory?

What if a society has citizens who have their memories wiped clean?

Let there be Light!

The tradition of lighting candles and lamps during various festivals around the world, all have behind them the figurative significance of dispelling the darkness of the mind and ushering in wisdom.

Mother language or English? What should be the medium of education?

Studies have proved that children who have little or no exposure to English can understand basic concepts better in their own mother tongue.

Rhapsody in Blue

Blue is the most popular colour in the world among both men and women. No wonder, because its positive aspects far outweigh its negative ones of coldness and depression.

School names, did you say?

What do parents look for when they want to admit their children to a good school?

Remembering my math teachers

I finally lost my arithmophobia when I began running my home. The humble milkman, grocer and paperwala managed to teach me how to calculate faster than Chacha Choudhary — whose brain works faster than a computer!

The Eloquence of Silence

This silent national anthem is more eloquent than the ones played today in schools, when students stand up – silently.

Where are the ‘Family Doctors?’

The friendly neighbourhood Family Doctor is a fast vanishing breed in times of specialisation and five-star hospital care.

Children, exercise to score – in exams!

Contrary to what children and even parents believe, games and physical exercise of any kind actually aid good academic performance.

Auspicious…inauspicious…good omen…Evil eye

I think the use of a mirror at the entrance of the house is a brilliant idea. When one looks at oneself in the mirror, what emotions can one have except positive ones? What an idea, sirjee!

Summer Camp with a Difference

Chockful of talent at the lively summer camp for underprivileged children.

Who is Afraid of FEAR?

More often than not, it is the fear of fear itself that holds us back from new experiences.

Train friends and Tiffin Carriers

Train travel was magic in motion, at least for the kids, no matter how hot it was, no matter if the berths were just hard wooden slats.