The World of Raju Sharma

Today since morning I was in the board room attending a meeting with all of our colleagues. A flash of thought rattled me from inside. "What has been the most frighting moment of my life so far?". Suddenly, my thoughts took me back to 1st week of Nov 2008 to GNRC, Guwahati, where Ma was being treated for what the docs thought to be encephalitis. High doses of medicine had failed to recover her from the deadly illness. On the contrary she was slipping into unknown troubles. She started losing her sight and her limbs started become numb and lifeless. Her skin was increasingly shrinking and darkening. The pain on her head never seemed to go away. It appeared to me that she was under some dark evil forces that was hell bent on sqeezing out life from Ma. That particular morning Dr Das, who was in charge of Ma came for his round and checked Ma. All of us including Kaju, Sangita and my dear friend Pranjal were waiting for his results outside. That was another anxious moment. When at...

Writing a book is a serious business, I daresay. The commitment that is required to complete the assignment is the most important thing in writing a book of your choice. There are so many things to write about so many subjects that often one wonders where to start and where to end. I feel you need to be well read to understand writing per se.

Sensitivity is such a common word these days. As a matter of fact these days we are bombarded with words galore. We need to be sensitive, understanding, loving and caring and what not. I think sensitivity is the mother of many of human emotions. I rate myself as a sensitive man. However, there have been many instances when I have acted as one of the the most insane and insensitive persons around. I have hurt my friends, relatives and of course my wife in many of the occassions of travelling together in life. But this attribute called sensitivity is interesting. Interesting because it is not something which one can "do" to others. On the other hand it is something which is a way of life. It is something that comes blended in all interactions. In many cases I have failed to understand why I behave in a particular manner, the way I do. In many cases my wife has asked me for my supprt, but I had failed to reach out to her. It is not that I did not want to be with her, but it just...

Meet Siddharth Sharma alias Mithu. He has grown up considerbly since I first posted his photo in the blog. Rearing up children is a huge challenge and fun.