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Big challenges need big shoulders—but not necessarily your own

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  Big challenges need big shoulders—but not necessarily your own One thing I’ve learned (sometimes the hard way) is that when we surround ourselves with people who are strong in areas where we are… let’s say, “under construction,” the results can be transformative. Take me, for example. Starting things? I’m great at it. Finishing things? Well… let’s just say if life were a relay race, I’d need a really fast anchor runner. Example 1: Yoga. When I first began yoga many years ago, I loved the idea of it. But pretty soon, my mat and I fell out of a committed relationship. Left to myself, I would have drifted away. What kept me going was my teacher—and later, a close friend—who kept nudging me back to class. Their persistence built a habit I simply could not have built on my own. Example 2: Buddhist psychology course. Fast forward to the last few years. As many of you know, I’ve been studying Applied Buddhist psychology. Twice I signed up for a year-long program. Twice I dropped out. Tr...

What I Learnt From the People I Travelled With

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  What I Learnt From the People I Travelled With (aka: Reflections from a Four-Day Group Getaway That Didn't End in Therapy) I recently returned from one of those rare unicorn weekends—four full days with a group of people, in close quarters, without anyone (visibly) losing their mind. Honestly, in today’s world of back-to-back calendars and buffering Wi-Fi, just getting a dozen or so adults in the same place at the same time is a small miracle. And what a gift it turned out to be. Over the years, I’ve come to see travel not just as an escape, but as a mirror. A gentle teacher. It reveals not only the beauty of places, but also the richness of people. And this trip? It was a masterclass. Not from the landscape (though that was lovely), but from the fellow travellers who, in their own unassuming ways, offered life lessons that no podcast or self-help book could quite replicate. Here are just a few things I learnt: 1. Generosity isn't always about giving. Sometimes, it’s about e...

“This is what is available.”

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Last week, I wrote about how the halfway point of the year is a natural invitation to pause, reflect, and reset. A gentle checkpoint. Not the dramatic “New Year, New Me” kind—but more like a quiet  “Okay, how am I doing?” Today, I want to stay on that path, and share a phrase that recently struck a deep chord with me: “This is what is available.” It came from an exceptional leader I’ve had the privilege of working with over the past year—someone I admire deeply, not just for his sharp mind, but for the way he navigates complexity with this calm, steady presence (the kind of person who could probably defuse a ticking time bomb  and  make you a cup of tea at the same time). When I asked him what principles had shaped him, he shared this line—something his father used to say often:  “This is what is available.” It’s not a shrug. It’s not resignation. It’s an anchor. A quiet way of saying: stop spinning stories about what  should  be. Start engaging with w...

The Glass, the Ball, and the Muscle

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  The Glass, the Ball, and the Muscle:  A Simple Metaphor for Resilience We’ve all had days at work (or in life) when we feel like we’re falling apart, getting knocked around, or being stretched to our limit. In a recent coaching session, I found myself using a simple metaphor that landed well — so I thought I’d share it here, with a real-life story woven in. Three Ways We React to Challenge Imagine three objects: A glass — if it falls, it shatters. A ball — if it falls, it bounces back to exactly how it was. A muscle — if it is stretched and stressed, it becomes stronger. But if it’s not used, it gets weaker. Each of these represents a mindset we might carry when dealing with adversity. πŸ«™ “I’m like glass — if something goes wrong, I’ll break.” πŸ€ “I should be the ball — bounce back instantly and perfectly.” πŸ’ͺ “I’ll be the muscle — stretch, adapt, and grow.” The truth? Most of us are some combination of the three. But over time, with awareness and supp...

The “Ouch-That’s-Me” Club:

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  The “Ouch-That’s-Me” Club:  Why Taking Feedback Feels Like Chewing Lemons (and Why We Should Do It Anyway) Over the last few weeks, I’ve found myself biting my tongue in a few coaching conversations. Quite an achievement, if I may say so. 🫒 Let me tell you about one of those moments (names changed, drama lovingly retained). Meet Sam Sam is a dynamic, successful leader in her late 40s. She’s leading a bold new initiative that brings together several organizations. Think: coalition, collaboration, coordination — and yes, conflict . In a recent coaching chat, Sam was visibly upset. One of her key partners had refused to take responsibility for mistakes made on his side. He was defensive, finger-pointing, and doing the classic “blame everyone else but me” dance. πŸ•Ί Sam’s frustration? Completely valid. But as we talked, I asked her — gently at first: “Is there any chance you might have made a mistake too?” Cue: silence. Then some elegant sidestepping. I tried agai...

Multiple Roles. One Juggler

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 Multiple Roles. One Juggler So there I was. Early morning, post-yoga glow, walking down a quiet flight of stairs with another practitioner — let’s call him the Enlightened Fumbler. First, his yoga mat slipped. A bit clumsy, I thought. Happens. Then his water bottle fell. Slightly more concerning — hydration is sacred. And just as I was about to mentally wish him a better grip on life,  clatter!  — the mobile phone dropped. The universal symbol of fragility and panic. I bent down, handed it to him, and smiled. He mumbled a flustered thank you and carried on down the stairs like this was all perfectly normal. And that’s when it struck me: This is all of us. We’re carrying way too many things — Our roles: Parent. Partner. Team leader. Volunteer. Friend. Committed daughter. Dutiful son. Sometimes unpaid Uber driver. Our aspirations: Be calm. Be productive. Be kind. Also, get those taxes done. Our emotional cargo: Worries, half-dreams, quiet regrets, WhatsApp notifications. A...

THE LIGHT YOU FORGOT YOU HAD

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  THE LIGHT YOU FORGOT YOU HAD Let’s be honest. Even the most luminous among us occasionally flicker. A few months ago, I was sitting in a training program — not as the wise one with a flip chart, but as a humble participant with a slightly leaky pen and jumbled notes. It was the end of a long week. I was ready for my gold star and exit snacks when my teacher — a warm, yet firm type — turned to me and said: “Sanjay, why are you not teaching? Why have you stopped?” It hit me like an unexpected WhatsApp call. You know that moment when someone says something kind… and inconveniently true?  That was it. I’d somehow let six months pass without leading a session — distracted by other tasks, wrapped up in self-talk (read: excuses), and honestly, I’d just fallen out of the groove. But in that one compassionate question, something clicked. It wasn’t a shove. It was a gentle torch held up when my inner candle had gone a bit dim. So, I did something radical: I. Started. Again. ...

Does Fear of Criticism Hold You Back ? You Are Certainly Not Alone

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  Does Fear of Criticism Hold You Back? Over the last year, I’ve been working with a thoughtful, wise, and quietly competent leader—we’ll call her San. Now, San is the kind of professional we all want on our team:  Clear-headed  Mission-driven  Will-do-whatever-it-takes (without complaining about the Wi-Fi)  Peers admire her  Bosses adore her  Honestly, she could teach a course on how to be "that" person who gets things done and still remembers your birthday. But every now and then... she’d quietly  step back . No, it was subtler—more like the whisper of a hesitant foot on the brakes. San avoided situations where there was even the  faintest  risk of being misunderstood or judged harshly. But if a situation felt like it might even  sniff  of criticism? Her inner compass said:  “Abort mission.” The Invisible Edge It’s that almost imperceptible boundary where clarity and commitment meet a strange, quiet hesitation. A pl...

Never Search Alone Methodolgy to Job Search

Never Search Alone is a structured, community-driven job search methodology developed by Phyl Terry , author of the book Never Search Alone: The Job Seeker’s Playbook . It flips the traditional solitary job hunt model into a collaborative, transparent, and emotionally supportive process . Here’s an overview of its core ideas and methodology: Core Principles of Never Search Alone (NSA) Don’t Search Alone Job search is lonely, especially in mid-career or senior roles. NSA recommends forming a Job Search Council (JSC) —a small peer group of 3–6 people who meet weekly to support, guide, and hold each other accountable. Values-First Job Search Instead of chasing titles or companies, NSA encourages aligning your job search with your core values and what truly energizes you. Embrace Emotional Truth Job hunting can trigger anxiety, self-doubt, or imposter syndrome. NSA creates space for you to acknowledge and process emotions so they don’t derail your confidence or focus. T...

Same (Boring) City, New Eyes

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  “You must go to Bir.” That’s what I told a friend visiting from South Africa, eyes lit up like a Diwali sparkler. Bir — a small Himalayan town I’ve spent time in over the past year — feels like a secret portal to another way of being. There’s the buzz of youthful energy, the hush of monasteries, snow-capped mountains in the distance… and somehow, in that mix, I always feel lighter, freer, more  me . Naturally, I waxed eloquent. Possibly even poetic. He nodded along with genuine interest. Then I flipped the script: “So how’s your time in Chennai been?” And that’s when things got interesting. He’d spent a month here — in  my  hometown — and spoke of hopping local trains to corners of the city I’d never seen, meeting communities I’d never heard of, and sampling foods I’d need Google Translate just to pronounce. Chennai — which I’ve occasionally (and unfairly) dismissed as “a bit boring” — had become a playground of wonder and novelty. I was floored. When I s...

The Lens We See Through πŸ‘“πŸŒ

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The Lens We See Through  Yesterday, at a gathering of my social voluntary organization, a senior member gently chastised me for not continuing my leadership role for another year. He emphasized the importance of sustaining efforts over time. As he spoke, I felt a sense of defensiveness rising within me. My instinct was to justify my actions, to explain why I had chosen to step away. I started to do so...But then, another voice within me nudged me to simply listen instead. So, I did. I just listened. After a moment, I responded with, “I can see your perspective.” Not “I agree with you,” but “I can see your perspective.” As the conversation continued, he shared something interesting: “You know, I’ve been part of one committee for the last 13 years. That’s how I’ve been sustaining my contribution.” This morning, as I reflected on that conversation, I was reminded of an insight:  We see the world not as it is, but as we are. For him, sustained commitment over a long period is like...