The month of January has been one of the most moving periods of my life. It was a time I had the privilege to dedicate myself to one thing only - Yoga. Each day, from sunrise to sunset body, mind and spirit were focused on practice. I have been reluctant to write about this journey as it is something no words can do justice. At the same time, it was such a powerful experience, I feel compelled to share it. Being fully aware that this blog post will only be able to scratch

My friend shared this quote with me recently and I guess it hit me the way it was supposed to. For months we had gone over the potential ways to carve our futures, the endless possibilities which seemed within our reach, yet so far-away. We ranked and rationalized them with a set of pros and cons and estimated expectation values, drawing lists and charts. But is the path we choose really based on an entirely rational decision? Should it be? I believe this question goes deeper

I‘m sitting in the train, passing by the beautiful lake whose waters are shining bright blue under the summer sun. Yet, almost everyone‘s...