When looking back at those days, I marvel at how far I have come. Maybe it was luck. Maybe it was desperation. Maybe I will never find out..

My father was a Kashmiri Pandit, a Hindu in a Muslim-dominated area. But in those days, it was no real threat other than...

Growing up I was an extremely naughty kid who loved to mess with people. Most of the time, it was all in good fun, but I remember one...

Living life and fully enjoying it needs both a deliberate tact and perseverance. As long as you have a will, no mountain peak will ever...