That vivid memory of my 15-year-old self in lemon-yellow cotton overalls, messy hair yet wide expectant eyes sitting amongst veiled Indian marwadi women in a Satsangh (religious discourse) that my father encouraged
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Shri Krishna Arpanam AstuÂ
After almost a month of intensive pilgrimages and family travel, many late nights, groggy mornings, out-of-the-regular diet regimes, and (this time around) particularly demanding children-related obligatory duties, I