one last note of courage in the journey of making this podcast.

A ride through the memory line , looking back at some memories about one of the most difficult learning curves. At the end of the day it was all for the best and leaves one with no regrets.

A humble love story from the past. I have known it for several years and really wanted to give it a shout out for its simplicity and innocence.

To that one person who helped us reach for the sky , To that one person who nurtured us , To every moment that we wished good and missed them the most. To that one guru !

Take a moment to thank your own childhood summers spent at your grandparents, sipping sherbet from the nearby shop , riding cycle under the sun , listening to grandmother’s bedtime stories. Lets take some time off and write our own ode’s to those days. Here is mine ! An ode to the forever cherished ancestral home.