The Filtered Mind: A Lesson from a Bangalore Morning Taking an early-morning walk in a park in chilly weather after a filter coffee at any of those Karnataka Udupi-run eateries in Bangalore is a rich experience by itself. After finishing an aromatic coffee that lingers on the tongue, you start walking, with the chill breeze dazzling on your face and cutting at your ears—it’s nostalgic and addictive, too. During my recent visit to Bangalore, I experienced exactly that and began pondering why so many people in South India prefer filter coffee, compared to the rest of the country. My curiosity led me to a search, and I found that while the rest of India prefers tea, the south—especially Karnataka and Tamil Nadu—prefers coffee. The next question was: why filter coffee and not instant coffee? The search revealed that filter coffee is fresher, more aromatic, provides instant energy, is customizable, and above all, it is a hallmark of a true coffee lover. While reading...
End the war before the War ends us To sit in the comfort of a hall, debating the power of weapons while watching children die on a screen—this is not just insanity. It is sadism in action. To the so-called educated crooks, the weapon brokers, the dirty politicians, the power-hungry maniacs: war is a business. And unless these dangerous, apathetic warmongers are uprooted, the wars will continue. The death toll will climb. The air will thicken with poison, and the water will turn toxic. A victory march, complete with a musical band, might look like a celebration. But let us count the true cost of that victory. It was paid for with the lives of newborns, children, teenagers, the young, adults, and the elderly. It was paid for with men, women, transgender individuals, and the differently abled. It was paid for with the flora and the fauna, the lakes and the rivers, the soil and the sea, the very air we breathe, and the planet itself. If even one of these—if a single child, a ...