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The other day I observed my son in a conversation with someone, listening more than speaking, asking questions, genuinely curious. He was not trying to impress with answers or steer the conversation; he was leaning into understanding. Watching him, it struck me how powerful asking questions is, and how naturally children do it when we give them the space. From an early age, we teach children to end their sentences neatly with a full stop. A full stop signals completion, certa

December often brings with it a natural pause. Away from deadlines, meetings, and momentum, it offers space to step back and observe more closely. This year, that pause gave me something especially meaningful: time with my son, nephews, and nieces. Not as children. Not as students. But as young adults, standing right at the edge of life beyond classrooms. What stayed with me was not how much they knew, but how they thought. The clarity in their conversations. The ease with wh

School friendships are often the first spaces where we learn about trust, loyalty, compromise, empathy, and what it means to care for another person. These early relationships quietly teach us the social skills that adulthood demands: how to collaborate, how to listen, how to manage differences, and how to find your place within a group. These classroom friendships we make are not just fleeting connections; they are early training grounds for life. My personal learning starte

There are lessons we learn in school, and then there are lessons we learn simply by living alongside the people who raise us. The deepest parts of who we are today are shaped not only by subjects or classrooms, but by the quiet rhythm of home, the kind of education that unfolds without instructions, without lectures. Home itself was the first school, and the Moms around me my earliest teachers. There was the one whose quiet strength shaped me in ways I only understood much la

“Leadership is not about being in charge. It’s about taking care of those in your charge.” Simon Sinek When I came across this quote it made me reflect on the different leaders I have been fortunate to work with. It also took me even further back, to think about a leader I grew up watching without even recognising at the time how much I was learning from him. My early memories of my uncle, my Peripa ( Mayapa as we call him) is of how he always carried himself with a quiet, u

We all have those childhood memories of sitting and listening to stories. Even now I can picture those story times from my childhood, especially with two of my Uncles. No books, no notes, just stories that made me laugh, think, and imagine. One of my uncles who I would like to call the Grand Master Storyteller - well when he began a story it was magical. It was in the way he spoke in a calm, steady voice, never hurried. His voice rose and fell in all the right places, and som

In his film Three Idiots , Aamir Khan speaks about being well-trained and being well-educated. This was a perspective I found very interesting, and it made me think of my sister, Lakshmi (Lux/Lucky) as she is called at home. Lux is one of those people who seems to know something about everything. She has learned French, Spanish, and even Mandarin, not because she had to, but because she wanted to. Have to admit here that in the typical sibling way, I have taken full advan

My father-in-law never liked school. In fact, he hated education. Not because he didn’t value learning mind you, but because of the painful experiences he had endured as a student. His confidence had been systematically torn down by an education system that failed to see him, nurture him, or believe in him. When he spoke of those years, you could hear both the scars and the passion behind his words: ‘ no child should ever be tormented by school, homework, or a system that cru

Students & teachers whom I have taught, coached or mentored have often told me – “ You are so calm and patient—you let us keep trying without allowing us to panic or stepping in to take over. You build our confidence.” Reflecting on that made me realize where that trait came from. When I think about my Dad the first word that comes to mind is quiet . Not the kind of quiet that fades into the background (he can be very loud when he chooses to be mind you😀) - but the kind of

Every educator has a story, a path shaped by those who believed in them, encouraged them, and reminded them that they could.  My own journey into education is woven with the belief, inspiration, and faith of so many remarkable people who have touched my life along the way. From my own school days to university, I have been fortunate to learn from teachers who left their mark in ways both big and small: a math tutor who made every challenge seem possible, a humanities teacher