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The Compass That POintS Onwards 10.08.2025 15:22:35

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In a small riverside town, there lived an old calligrapher named Rahim. His shop was narrow, lined with shelves of black ink, and the air always carried the scent of sandalwood and rain. One afternoon, a young man stepped inside. His eyes were restless. His voice carried the fatigue of someone who had wandered too … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

Where the Light Landed 01.08.2025 16:28:47

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It was nothing special, really. A Tuesday morning. The kettle wheezed its usual song, and the curtains fluttered like they always did when the fan caught them just right. Sumita stood barefoot in her kitchen, one hand around a chipped blue mug, the other absentmindedly resting on her collarbone—as if feeling for something. A pulse. … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

Room 204 25.07.2025 16:24:27

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A modern Sufi story on impermanence. She moved into Room 204 on a Tuesday. No one moves on Tuesdays. But Mira did. Because her five-year relationship had ended on a Monday. Quietly. Without yelling. Just a pause over breakfast that stretched long enough to say everything. The serviced apartment was small but neat. A kettle. … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

The Threads of Faith 22.07.2025 16:19:54

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At Assi Ghat, in Varanasi, time didn’t move forward. It swirled. Every morning at 4:00 a.m., an old woman named Amma sat on the fourth step from the water. No one knew her name. Everyone called her Amma—even those older than her. She had no ashram, no beads, no following. Only a thin cotton shawl, … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

Dehli 6 12.07.2025 15:27:58

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In Old Delhi, where the walls remember more than most people do, Leela stood barefoot on her rooftop, holding a cup of chai that had gone cold. The sky above her was painted in streaks of late-afternoon gold — rooftops stretching like quiet poetry, pigeons wheeling slow circles, the call of a distant hawker threading … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

The Woman Who Prayed While Paying Bills 10.07.2025 15:58:56

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In a quiet bylane of Gurugram, in an apartment that faced nothing remarkable — no lake, no skyline, no ancient tree — lived a woman named Amara. She wasn’t a sage. She didn’t meditate at dawn or chant mantras in fluent Sanskrit.She was a marketing consultant. A daughter. A tenant who often argued with the … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

In the Spaces Between 02.07.2025 15:38:18

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The city blinked to life as Rhea stood by her 11th-floor window, coffee warming her palms, watching dawn break open over towers and tangled streets. She wore no badge of mystic—only last night’s kajal and a hunger for something real beneath the swirl of daily living. Across the glass, in the apartment facing hers, she … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

Ode to Hazrat Nizamuddin: The Blessing That Sings On 26.06.2025 16:14:40

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Night falls softly over Delhi, and the air grows fragrant with rose petals and attar. In the hallowed courtyard of Hazrat Nizamuddin’s dargah, lanterns shimmer, and the crowd gathers—a river of seekers flowing to the ocean of love. It is urs, the time of remembrance. The marble glows, alive with silent prayers. On a humble … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

The Visitor 25.06.2025 15:48:18

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Maya lived her days with a quiet intensity. In a humming co-working space in Gurgaon, she guided her team with steady poise, led meetings with a gentle authority, and answered emails long after midnight. Her bookshelf was a testament to her dual nature—Murakami and Atwood pressed against manuals on leadership and innovation, but hidden among …... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

Away & UnAvailable 19.06.2025 16:13:17

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Her days were stitched together by to-do lists and timelines. Mornings began with a screen and ended the same way. Slack pings were her soundtrack. She wore her busyness like armor, not because she wanted to—but because she didn’t know how not to. Even silence, when it came, felt crowded. One Sunday, her flatmate coaxed … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

Unspoken Words 01.11.2024 19:08:45

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In the electric buzz of Mumbai, where dreams flash past like headlights and ambition hums under the city’s skin, two people found each other in a way that felt as inevitable as gravity. She was an architect—brilliant, intense, someone who saw cities not as they were but as they could be. She spent her days … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

The First Rain of June 01.06.2025 14:03:50

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It came at noon, just as the jackfruit leaves stopped rustling and the air turned still, waiting. A single clap of thunder rolled over the paddy fields like a gentle reminder. Then, from the grey sky above Palakkad, the monsoon finally arrived—like a long-lost friend returning home. Anu sat on the steps of her grandmother’s … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

The Scent Of Shiuli Flowers 03.06.2025 16:58:34

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In the sprawling old house of the Mukhopadhyays, nestled at the edge of Krishnanagar, autumn came with the soft rustle of fallen shiuli petals and the scent of aging wood soaked in the memory of generations. The house was a world in itself, with its red-tiled roof, a tulsi altar at the center of the … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

The Fire and the Feast 12.03.2025 15:00:36

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The city skyline shimmered like a mirage, neon reflections flickering in rain-slicked streets. Inside Zarathustra, the most coveted fine-dining restaurant in the world, the air pulsed with the rhythmic dance of knives against wooden boards. Aromas of charred rosemary, caramelized onions, and slow-cooked lamb wrapped around the guests like an embrac... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

She Was Bombay 04.06.2025 16:45:13

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She wasn’t just beautiful.She was Bombay—not the sterile modern skyline of glass and chrome, but the raw, perfumed dusk of Colaba Causeway, where silks whispered and bangles clinked like gossip.She had grace, yes, but not the polite, rehearsed kind. Hers was the grace of a woman who knew how to board a packed 8:33 AM … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

The Lesson of Myopia in Marketing 24.10.2024 10:51:50

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Back in the 1980s, a young MBA student landed an interview with a fast-growing tech company. Instead of sticking to the usual, he brought along a lesson from an article he had read about marketing myopia. This article, written by a famous business professor, talked about the dangers of being too focused on the short … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

Where the Map Ends 16.05.2025 15:33:13

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A Sufi Tale in Modern Boston and Mumbai Part I: The Fracture in the Known Boston, 3:13 AMA flickering orange streetlamp cast fractured shadows through the blinds of a studio apartment in Cambridge. On his third Red Bull, surrounded by code, wireframes, and half-read poetry books, Arman Shaikh, 31, stared at a line of text … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

Where the Map Ends 18.05.2025 10:26:48

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Part II – The Hand That Remembers the Desert The curtain closed behind him like fire swallowing silence. There was no ground, yet he was standing. No sky, yet everything above him breathed. Far in the distance, a city shimmered — not built, but drawn. Not made of stone, but of possibility. He walked toward … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

One Cup Of Chai 27.05.2025 16:32:18

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By the time the tea cooled, the day had already been made. Anil Paranjpe woke early, as he always did — not because he had somewhere to be, but because the world felt kinder at 6 a.m. when the birds took over the airwaves and the streets hadn’t remembered their rush yet. He lived in … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

Yara Does Nothing (and Somehow Everything Burns Right) 07.05.2025 13:13:58

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Yara lived on the 13th floor of a building that leaned slightly to the left, like it was bored with architecture. She hadn’t cleaned her apartment in six months. Not out of depression—no, Yara was simply devoted to the sacred art of not giving a damn. She wore the same loose shirt every day. It … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

The Light Seeker 06.11.2024 18:11:53

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In the bustling streets of Konya, there walked a man whose steps held mysteries—Shams of Tabriz. He carried no wealth, wore no robe of prestige, yet he was adorned with an inner fire that no storm could dim. People whispered his name as if it were a forbidden chant. Shams, they said, was not like … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com

Mira-The Ghost Writer 22.11.2024 22:49:48

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Mira Venkatesh was used to deadlines. As a ghostwriter, her life revolved around shaping the words of others while her creative dreams lay buried under stacks of contracts and client demands. Her apartment was a chaos of crumpled papers and empty coffee mugs, each one a silent accusation of the novel she had started and … ... mehr auf sumitajetley.wordpress.com