New Delhi, Oct. 28 -- From Singapore's Diwali celebration to the people who carried me through illness and travel, a reflection on the flame of kindness that stays alive within us.

Some journeys are made for the career. Some are made for the comfort of an old place, an old friend, an old self. And then there are journeys that leave you wondering, once you are on your way home, whether you travelled at all- or whether something inside you did.

I am fifty-four. Very few things in this world now further my career, and it is no longer what I chase. I do things so that my mentees can go forward. To see them shine is what makes me shimmer in the depths of my being. Hari, my left arm; Lakshya, my right; Falah- perhaps both arms, or either. I a...