Day-3 Vipassana Experience (Fireflies, Two Nails & a Fly) and Common Questions

Nov 30, 2025: Dhamma Pakasa, Pecatonica, Illinois, United States
Nov 30, 2025: Dhamma Pakasa, Pecatonica, Illinois, United States

By nature, I am curious and gravitate toward experiences that are physically and mentally challenging. A few years back, when Chitra (my wife) spoke about Vipassana, I was intrigued. What resonated with me was the idea of a 10-day silent meditation course. In 2019, I made an unsuccessful attempt, but the thought continued to linger within me. In 2025, when I turned 50, as a way of doing something special (!), I registered for the course again.

From not being able to meditate for even 10 minutes, I successfully completed the 10-day Vipassana course, during which we meditated for 10.5 hours every day.

The 10 days were physically and mentally challenging—often boring. Many times, I questioned myself: Why am I subjecting myself to this? Yet every time I felt I had hit rock bottom, something transformational would happen. That experience would lift me just enough to carry me through the next 24 to 48 hours. For me, those transformational moments occurred on Days 3, 5, and 7.

I share my Day-3 experience below, along with answers to some common questions I’ve received from friends, colleagues, and customers. I hope this encourages you to be a better observer in life and to remember that every phase—good, bad, or ugly—shall pass.

Nov 30, 2025: Pecatonica center entry gate
Nov 30, 2025: Pecatonica center entry gate

Day-3 Vipassana Experience: Fireflies, Two Nails & a Fly

Context Setting

In 2023, while walking Bambi (our furry boy), he was attacked by a larger dog. It took me around 20 seconds to grab hold of the other dog’s collar and pin him. But in those 20 seconds, Bambi was bitten on his right hind leg, his belly, and his right shoulder area.

In June 2025, during summer break, some kids in our neighborhood were engaging in “ding-dong-dash” routines. These had occurred in the past and were usually brushed off as harmless pranks. This time, however, the group escalated things by encroaching onto private property beyond doorbells, eventually leading to the police being called. On one such night, after speaking with the police, one of us remarked jokingly, “And look at our guard dog—he’s doing such a good job!” Bambi had been lying inside the house and hadn’t reacted to the commotion at the front door.

In July 2025, we made the difficult decision to say goodbye to Bambi. The vet administered a sedative injection, followed by the euthanasia injection.

Until the last year of his life, every time I returned home from a business trip or from the office, Bambi would be waiting by the door. His excitement would peak as he jumped up to my chest. There were occasions when I would be on an official call, and my colleagues would know I had entered the house because Bambi would be “talking” to me and demanding attention. By the time I set my bag and jacket down, he would be in my arms, face to face. He would try to lick my nose and lips, and when I looked away, he would begin licking my ear—which I was perfectly fine with.

Meditation Background (Day-1 to Day-3)

On Day-1, we focused our attention on the nostril area, observing inhalation and exhalation. On Day-2, the focus expanded to the triangular area between the nose and upper lip. By Day-3, we continued focusing on this triangular area while attempting to observe sensations on the upper lip. These sensations could include tingling, prickling, itchiness, warmth, cold, or subtle energy.

Mental State Going into Day-3

By the end of Day-1, I had approached the assistant teacher about the physical discomfort and pain I was experiencing. He advised me to focus on my breath and assured me that by Day-3, the discomfort would subside. This was common, as my body was not accustomed to sitting on a meditation pillow for 10.5 hours a day.

By the end of Day-2, boredom had set in, and the process felt repetitive and physically taxing. That day, I found myself thinking, “Why am I subjecting myself to this?” I still had eight more days of this torture ahead of me.

The Vivid Dream (Night of Day-2)

On the nights of Day-0 and Day-1, I slept without dreams. On the night of Day-2, I dreamt vividly about Bambi. While I generally remember my dreams, this one—and many others during the Vipassana course—were exceptionally vivid, with every detail clearly imprinted in my mind the next morning.

In the dream, the ding-dong-dashers had just banged on our glass front door. When I opened it, I saw two adults (not kids) running away from our home at a speed I could have easily caught up to. Resisting the urge to chase them, I stood at the doorway and watched as Bambi slipped past me and ran after them.

He sprinted across our driveway and into our neighbor’s yard, where he suddenly stopped and yelped in pain. He was limping, holding his right hind leg in the air. I rushed to him and lifted him into my arms like a baby, his belly facing me. His right hind leg was bleeding, and I noticed two nails embedded in his paw. I gently removed the nails, held him tightly against my chest, and carried him back into the house.

As soon as I placed him on the floor, he began running around like the energetic Bambi we all knew. The wounds had vanished, and he dashed through the house, jumping onto the sofa in his youthful best.

Day-3 Experience

I woke up thinking about the dream I had the night before and continued thinking about it during my first meditation session from 4:30 a.m. to 6:30 a.m. Throughout this meditation, my mind kept returning to the dream and what it meant.

In my observation, Bambi chasing the ding-dong-dashers represented what he would have done during his good, healthy years. The wound marks on his right hind leg symbolized the guilt I had harbored for not being able to protect my boy during the dog attack in March 2023. The two nails I removed from his paw felt like the two injections he received from the vet on July 11, 2025. It was Bambi telling me to let go of those memories and simply cherish the many beautiful moments we shared during his 12 years with us.

For the post-lunch meditation session, I decided to meditate in my dorm room. During this session, we were observing sensations on our upper lips. Very soon, I could feel energy on my upper lip. This turned into a warm sensation that spread not only across my upper lip but throughout my entire body.

Soon, the sensation transformed into what I can only describe as tiny glowing lights around my upper lip. These lights grew stronger and warmer, resembling a sea of fireflies glowing intermittently around my lips.

As I experienced these sensations, memories of Bambi filled my mind—how he jumped up to my chest in excitement when he first came home, bouncing like he was on a mini trampoline; how he played fetch in our backyard and dashed around like a deflating balloon. The glowing sensations spread from my lips to my cheeks and then to my ears. They became so intense that it felt as though I could see beneath my skin, as if under a microscope. I could observe fluids, cells, and blood vessels. I distinctly remember noticing a fairly large blood vessel beneath my right ear, pulsing rhythmically.

In Vipassana, pleasant sensations are also considered a form of craving. Students are taught to observe them with the understanding that they, too, shall pass. But I didn’t want this experience to pass. I was fully immersed when the gong rang, signaling that it was time to move to the Dhamma Hall for group meditation. I don’t recall how long I was in that state; I simply wanted more.

Tears flowed continuously, and I went through several tissues from the well-stocked tissue box thoughtfully placed in each room. Reluctantly, I stopped my session, washed my face, and noticed in the mirror that my eyes were bloodshot red. I stuffed my pockets with more tissues and hurried to the Dhamma Hall.

I was the last to enter, and thankfully everyone was already settled. As soon as we resumed meditation, it felt like I had pressed play on Bambi’s movie once again. Happy images of him flooded my mind, and I willingly surrendered to the experience. Tears began flowing again, and my nose started running. I used all the tissues I had and became conscious of disturbing others. I quietly stepped out to the restroom in the breakout area, released more emotion, and washed my face once again.

As I stepped out, the male student manager was waiting. He whispered, “Suresh, are you in pain?” I smiled through my tears and replied, “No, I just had a memorable experience.”

We walked back into the Dhamma Hall, and this time I was more composed. I sat down to meditate, and soon a fly began buzzing around my face. I recalled S. N. Goenka mentioning in one of his evening discourses that while meditating outdoors, one must learn to ignore flies and other distractions.

The fly landed on my nose, then my lips, then my ears. It sat on my ear for a while before flying away, only to return and land on my hands and feet. This continued throughout the afternoon session. It reminded me of Bambi—licking my nose, my lips, and finally my ear. For many, this might seem like coincidence, but to me, it felt like Bambi keeping me company when I was most vulnerable. It also felt like a process of washing away past guilt and aversion.

I had similarly powerful and deeply personal experiences on Days 5 and 7. Not all of them were pleasant, but they helped me observe actions and memories from my past, some dating back more than 40 years.

Nov 30, 2025: Water body across the dining building
Nov 30, 2025: Water body across the dining building

Common Questions

What were your expectations from the Vipassana course?

Many of my friends have asked me this question. The honest answer continues to be: “I had no expectations.” I was curious and wanted to challenge myself with a 10-day silent meditation regime.

Are you silent for the entire 10 days?

On Day 0, when you check in, you are required to hand over all your electronic devices to the organizers. I handed over my Apple Watch, iPhone, wallet, and car keys. So you are truly cut off from the outside world.

During orientation, you are instructed to live the next 10 days as if you are alone. There is no verbal or visual interaction with fellow participants. After each meditation session in the Dhamma Hall, students are given the opportunity to approach the assistant teacher to ask questions or raise concerns. Some participants experience physical discomfort or emotional upheaval that may require attention.

There is also an option to request a private interview with the assistant teacher during the afternoon. In my case, I did not schedule any private sessions, but I did approach the teacher in the Dhamma Hall with a few questions four or five times during the course. These interactions last only a few minutes, and you are expected to whisper—or, in my case, attempt to whisper.

Is the meditation guided?

Yes. The technique is taught in small, progressive steps, and the 10-day duration is intentionally designed to accommodate even the slowest learner in the group.

Did you maintain any journal during the course?

You are instructed not to engage in any form of writing, reading, or exercise. Prior to this experience, I assumed I would have plenty of free time to ponder—but that is certainly not the case. Each day runs approximately 17.5 hours, from the 4:00 a.m. wake-up gong to lights out at 9:30 p.m., and includes 10.5 hours of meditation.

The center operates on a precise schedule, down to the minute. In reality, there is a constant hustle from one session to the next. By 9:30 p.m., you are genuinely looking forward to sleep and rest.

Can I do a shorter course?

All new students are required to complete a 10-day course to begin. Returning or “old” students, however, have the option to participate in shorter courses.

How was the food?

This was one of the most popular questions—especially from those who know I am a foodie.

The center, which is entirely run by volunteers, served breakfast at 6:30 a.m., lunch at 11:00 a.m., and supper at 5:00 p.m. Students were instructed not to carry any food into their dormitories.

All meals were vegetarian, and to the best of my recollection, accommodations were available for those with nut or dairy allergies. Breakfast was fairly consistent each day: oatmeal, a warm prune dish, bread, peanut butter, jelly or jam, three types of cereal, milk, soy milk, and tea.

Lunch varied daily and typically included a lentil dish or soup, roasted vegetables, rice, salad, and assorted condiments. Occasional baked desserts or chocolate surprises were presented. Fresh fruit at supper was provided only for new students. Old students did not eat anything after lunch.

How much did the course cost?

The course itself is free. As long as you are registered and can get yourself to the center, there is no fee.

Vipassana centers operate as non-profit organizations and rely entirely on donations from students who have successfully completed at least one 10-day course. At the end of the program, S. N. Goenka encourages students to do four things: volunteer time, send blessings during daily meditation, make a donation if possible, and share the experience with others.

This model appears to be working well, as there are centers around the world and participation continues to trend upward.

Which center did you attend?

There are many Vipassana centers across the United States. I was fortunate to attend the center in Pecatonica, Illinois, which is about a two-hour drive from the Chicagoland suburbs.

What were the boarding facilities and comfort like?

Facilities vary by center. The Pecatonica center had a long dormitory divided into separate male and female sections. Each participant had a private room with a single bed, mattress, pillow, and chair. There was also a small bedside drawer containing a digital clock and a tissue box.

Each pair of rooms shared a sink, toilet, and shower. Once your application is accepted, you receive detailed instructions on what to bring. The rooms and common areas were very clean, and the fellow student with whom I shared the sink and shower was equally committed to cleanliness.

On Day 11, before leaving the center, every student participated in cleaning the three main buildings—the Dhamma Hall, Dining and Kitchen areas, and the Dormitories—to ensure the facility was spotless and welcoming for the next group.

How did you acclimatize back to normal life after the course?

After the first five hours on Day 10, participants were allowed to begin speaking again—within their gender groups. That was when I learned the name of the student in the room next to mine, and we began sharing our experiences with others.

That half day, along with the morning of Day 11, helped get our vocal cords working again. Personally, I felt unusually thirsty and drank a lot of water, but experienced no other issues.

Would you do this course again?

Stepping away from loved ones and work or business commitments for 10 days is a significant decision. I was fortunate to have a supportive family, employer and customers. My course coincided with the holiday season—from November 19 to November 30, 2025.

I would likely not repeat the course during my active corporate years. However, I do plan to volunteer once a year after I retire from corporate life.

Is there a teacher present throughout the course?

S. N. Goenka is the primary teacher. Although he passed away in 2011, the course is structured around his audio and video recordings from the 1990s.

Each course also has an assistant teacher who facilitates the sessions and addresses student questions or concerns. It is this assistant teacher whom students approach throughout the course.

Nov 30, 2025: Path from dormitory to dining hall
Nov 30, 2025: Path from dormitory to dining hall

Conclusion

I’ll conclude with S. N. Goenka’s words on sensations and our cravings or aversions to them—and how these leave mental formations in our body and mind.

Imagine writing on water with your finger. The writing appears briefly and disappears. This is how mental formations should behave if we live each moment as a true observer. Writing on sand or mud lasts longer but still fades. When you carve into rock with a chisel and hammer, the markings endure for years or even generations—yet even they eventually can disappear.

Vipassana is a technique that helps wash away these mental formations. The more we practice, the deeper the cleaning we can achieve.

Bhavatu Sabba Maṅgalaṁ (May all beings be happy).

Related data points:

For course details and registrations (https://www.dhamma.org/en-US/index)

My ode to Bambi (https://shantatman.com/2025/08/17/oh-bambi-our-boy/)

Nov 30, 2025: Prairie area around the dormitory
Nov 30, 2025: Prairie area around the dormitory

The Menons in 2025

Mar 31, 2025: ‎⁨Bambi's last vacation was to ⁨Georgia⁩, ⁨United States⁩
Mar 31, 2025: ‎⁨Bambi’s last vacation was to ⁨Georgia⁩, ⁨United States⁩

And then there were three! For many years, family for us meant Bambi, Yash, Chitra and me. We planned everything around the four of us, food, vacations, time away from home, birthdays, gifts, well you get the point…everything! So, on July 11th, when we said goodbye to Bambi, it altered all our lives. This letter is going to focus on Bambi and other moments from 2025.

Bambi

Jul 11, 2025: My last family picture
Jul 11, 2025: My last family picture

Before my family begins to share their year, I want to start with my last annual note. I was fortunate to live life like a king, say goodbye like a king and I continue to live like a king. Socks, Snickers, and MJ are here with me and there is freedom like you cannot imagine. We have squirrels, birds, lush meadows and no cars! I continue to chase squirrels but it is all fun and games. No one discriminates, no politics to divide us, no social media to distract and fewer humans who only share love.

Dad, mom and Yash…I would like you to only remember me at my best. Ok now, I need to rush, my friends are calling me for a game of tag. See ya later, earthling suckers!

Yash

Jul 11, 2025: Goodbye my lil brother
Jul 11, 2025: Goodbye my lil brother

Still remember the first day Bambi came home as a “guest”, I got to sit next to him and pet him. When he had to go back home, my mom asked me if I wanted to walk him around our cul-de-sac. That moment stays with me, because it sparked the feeling of being a big brother. I lived 12 years of my life with him and I miss my little brother.

This year has been dotted with many firsts…got my car driving license, successfully completed my motorcycle safety training, witnessed bureaucracy in the DMV for getting my motorcycle riding license, earned my first paycheck, bought my first car, bought my first motorcycle, had my first motorcycle accident, took my first ride in an ambulance, and recently got my first black eye!! Now, that seems like an exciting year. My parents insist I mention, that academically I am doing well and was the JV2 divisional wrestling champ for 165 pounds. Alright, now to more exciting stuff!

Chitra

Jul 11, 2025: Goodbye my baby
Jul 11, 2025: Goodbye my baby

When both the trouble makers were away from the house, it was just Bambi and me. I used to sit in the sunroom or in the patio planning my yoga class. Bambi, next to my feet, used to rest his body by my feet or on my lap. He would be at peace and would take a deep sigh with his entire body just easing into the moment. I miss his deep sighs, but feel his presence all around.

It has been my turn to watch my mom’s health deteriorate and all I can offer is comfort, visits to India and a patient ear. I have been determined to complete my 500 hour teacher training and made good progress. My yoga community has grown and I thrive in that energy. Hosting an annual yoga gathering is getting to be a tradition that I stress about but also love. We celebrated Suresh’s 50th birthday and I was happy to host some of his dearest people. I think the best gift I gave him, was nudging him into a Vipassana course. Many may think and few say, it was a gift for me…nooooo, never!!?? 😉

Suresh

Jul 11, 2025: Goodbye my boy
Jul 11, 2025: Goodbye my boy

Rain, snow, polar vortex, or late night out, there was always discipline in my morning routine to walk Bambi. His collar tags would jingle and he would shake his entire body. “Come on dad, let’s go!” That discipline is gone and I miss my boy!

Sitting in the same motorcycle training class with Yash and beating him in both the road and written test is a flex I will never let go. When both Chitra and I had cold feet about our decision to say good bye to Bambi, watching Yash lead us to the right decision was an eye opener. It was an equally revealing moment when Yash treated us to the movies with his own money…only to realize he was buying the tickets and I still had to shell out for the popcorn, which just happened to be double what he spent. Lastly from not being able to meditate or sit quiet for 10 minutes, to then successfully completing the 10-day Vipassana course is something I am proud of. 

Sharing the Menon family love

2025 was bitter sweet and a reflection of life. Wishing you and your loved ones a 2026 filled with many memorable firsts, determination for your goals, and people who bring out the best in you! 

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  • Jul 11, 2025: Always held my boy like a baby
  • Mar 25, 2025: Mycroft getting accustomed to meeting guests
  • Mar 31, 2025: ‎⁨Driftwood Beach⁩, ⁨Jekyll Island⁩, ⁨Georgia⁩, ⁨United States⁩
  • Jun 15, 2025: Attending the motorcycle training class
  • Mar 31, 2025: Sun, sand, breeze and my boy
  • ‎⁨Apr 5, 2025: From Mommy with love...for Yash's first day as an employee
  • Apr 5, 2025: Yash's first employer - Dog Dayze, ‎⁨Bolingbrook⁩, Illinois⁩, ⁨United States⁩
  • Apr 1, 2025: ‎⁨Forsyth Park⁩, ⁨Savannah⁩, ⁨Central Savannah River Area⁩, ⁨United States⁩
  • Apr 16, 2025: Anniversary dinner date
  • Apr 26, 2025: B'day card from Yash to mom 01 of 04
  • Apr 26, 2025: B'day card from Yash to mom 02 of 04 - Mumma & baby whale
  • Apr 26, 2025: B'day card from Yash to mom 03 of 04 - Mumma & baby Orangutan
  • Apr 26, 2025: B'day card from Yash to mom 04 of 04 - Mumma & baby bear
  • Jul 17, 2025: Boys trip to MN
  • Apr 1, 2025: ‎⁨Riding through spots where Forest Gump was shot
  • Jun 8, 2025: An interest in mycology resulted in Yash cleaning his workspace without any threat(s)!
  • ‎⁨Apr 1, 2025: Savannah⁩, ⁨Central Savannah River Area⁩, ⁨United States⁩
  • ‎⁨Apr 1, 2025: Savannah⁩, ⁨Central Savannah River Area⁩, ⁨United States⁩
  • Jun 16, 2025: Tracking Yash, the first time he drove alone to Petsmart!
  • Jun 1, 2025: Patio study time
  • Jun 19, 2025: First movie 'Sinners' paid by Yash, with his own money!
  • Jul 11, 2025: Dad gave me a nice relaxing bath before my visit to the vet...I am tired
  • Jul 24, 2025: Naperville storms, downed front yard tree missed our home by a foot!
  • Aug 19, 2025: School picture
  • Aug 24, 2025: Chicago Botanical Garden
  • Sep 8, 2025: Junior year requires focus and long study hours
  • Aug 31, 2025: Lunch in Chicago downtown
  • Aug 31, 2025: Zakir Khan was unique and masterful
  • Sep 27, 2025: Morton Arboretum is great all year long
  • Oct 3, 2025: After Yash's first road accident...all the safety gear, training and riding reflexes worked
  • Sep 9, 2025: Yash's first car...a Subaru Forrester
  • Oct 19, 2025: My traditional Naperville half...it poured all through...don't ask where I got chafed the most!
  • Oct 21, 2025: Happy Diwali from the Menons
  • Nov 5, 2025: Papa's b'day gift purchased with Yash's own money!
  • Nov 18, 2025: National honor society
  • Nov 30, 2025: Dhamma Pakasa, Pecatonica, Illinois, United States
  • Dec 19, 2025: Chitra's super salad
  • Dec 20, 2025: Yash's first black eye...a freak wrestling accident
  • Dec 19, 2025: Yash wins with one eye!
  • Dec 25, 2025: Merry Christmas from the Menons
  • Dec 27, 2025: Libertyville High School JV1 Wrestling Meet
  • Aug 14, 2025: First day as a Junior in High School
  • Mar 15, 2025: Yash's b'day celebration at the Insect Asylum, Chicago
  • Mar 15, 2025: Yash's b'day celebration at the Insect Asylum, Chicago
  • Feb 22, 2025: Bambi's new ride, in preparation for our Savannah trip
  • Jan 25, 2025: JV2 Divisional champ for 165 pounds
  • Jan 10, 2025: Not as excited about the snow
  • Jul 23, 2025: Mom made a collage, please focus on the Honda picture
  • Jan 1, 2025: From Mommy with love for Yash 01 of 02
  • Jan 1, 2025: From Mommy with love for Yash 02 of 02
  • Dec 25, 2025: From Yash with love - Homer is back after a brief sabbatical

PAST ANNUAL LETTERS

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2021

My 50th Birthday Speech

Baby Picture
Baby Picture

I am so happy to see each of you here today. When Chitra insisted on having a gathering for my 50th, I was worried about how many days she was going to lock the downstairs bathroom…some of you may know this, but that is a Menon household party prep tradition. She cleans it and locks it till the guests arrive, so the boys don’t mess it up!

I am blessed with a loving family, a small circle of good friends, a small circle of respected colleagues and a small circle of departed souls who watch over me. When I look at the faces in this room, I see people who have played a key role during inflection points in my life.

I do want to thank each of you and also those who are not here today. Grab a seat and a drink get comfortable as this will take long and there is no music to cut me off. 

1978, Meerut, UP, India: (L to R) Ramesh Bhai, Papa, Mummy and me
1978, Meerut, UP, India: (L to R) Ramesh Bhai, Papa, Mummy and me

Let me start with the souls that watch over me. My parents, they gifted me with good genes, love and life experiences that made me who I was when I got married at 25. My brother is not in this room today, but I hope he gets to listen to this recording, because he remains connected to me. The one memory I will always carry off him, is from grade 7 and 8. He would pick me up from my boarding school and take me home. I dearly missed home and would scan for his massive frame at a distance, it used to be a welcome sight. Ramesh Bhai if you are listening, you are a prickly sight now!

Mar 19, 2016: Yash's 7th birthday party
Mar 19, 2016: Yash’s 7th birthday party

Chitra I have known you since I was 21. It is safe to say, my parents molded me for the first 25 years of my life and you have molded me for the second 25 years. Clearly you did a better job, I have loved every moment, and looking forward to how much more molding you will continue to do!! Jokes apart, you are the love of my life, you have been by my side every step of the way, you are my strength, my happiness and you complete me. I don’t think I could live a day of my life without talking to you. And when do I start my Vipassana course??

Oct 30, 2016:Diwali crazies
Oct 30, 2016:Diwali crazies

Yash, my boy, I am reliving my first 25 years with you. I can see traits from Chitra and me in who you are. I know that sounds super scary but you are a kind soul and I will always love you. Now make sure you get all As in school!!

Nov 7, 2025: (L to R) Me, Bea & Eric...at the Healing Field of Honor event in Naperville, IL, USA
Nov 7, 2025: (L to R) Me, Bea & Eric…at the Healing Field of Honor event in Naperville, IL, USA

Bea and Eric, it means a lot that you enthusiastically agreed to be here. Eric did try his best to wiggle out, but we were able to reschedule this event and gave him no chance to escape. The first chapter of my US journey is written with both of you. Working for your projects from India in 2003 was a peak into my journey in the US. You both embraced me at work and taught me the ropes. Honestly, even though I was a business partner, you did treat me as your team member. But it went beyond office…you welcomed us into your homes, and taught two young and naive Indians the American way. We did not have much money to spend and thanksgiving and Christmas would get lonely. I can’t remember how many of these holidays we spent with you and your extended families. So, thank you for being my guardians during my initial US years. And for others in the room, you can blame both of them for bringing in two more immigrants into our country!!

Nov 8, 2025: (L to R) Lynda, me and Dave...good blessing can come with some fun too!
Nov 8, 2025: (L to R) Lynda, me and Dave…good blessing can come with some fun too!

Lynda and Dave, both Chitra and I idolize you. We met you because of our yoga explorations, but you have played a bigger role. 3.5 years back, when Chitra was facing her health crisis, Lynda you played the role of a strong mother in her life. You may think of your actions as something you did for her alone, but it went way beyond. In many ways it helped me a lot and definitely reduced my burden. What Chitra is doing today and how she is progressing her yoga routines, would not have been possible without you. 

Dec 27, 2023: (L to R) Me, Chitra, Kelly & Rob...holiday dinner
Dec 27, 2023: (L to R) Me, Chitra, Kelly & Rob…holiday dinner

Kelly and Rob, I did not give you a heads up about this speech. I honestly thought Rob would have conveniently dropped out. Now Kelly, I am going to praise Rob a bunch and I would not be helping his already “know it all” inflated self! But here goes. On the surface we are both polar opposites, fire and ice. But my dear friend, I have now cried on your shoulder on three occasions…who’s counting. In the absence of my brother, you have stepped into that void and I have leaned in. No matter how much we agree to disagree on topics, I will definitely be one of the guys giving a speech at your funeral. And here I safely assume you will be kicking the bucket before me!

Aug 20, 2022: (L to R) Brooks, CHitra, Me and Jan
Aug 20, 2022: (L to R) Brooks, CHitra, Me and Jan

Jan, since the time we have met you, we have not stopped talking about how wonderful a person you are. And you were the first neighbor we met in 2013 when we moved into this home. So, if it is all a facade that you maintain, you have done a great job. For me you reflect the personification of grace and dignity. I also see a bit of my mother in you, so never stop me from clearing the snow on your driveway. And I would never ever stop you from sending over your home baked cakes!

Nov 8, 2025: Could not find Sugandhi and Kamlesh in one picture...so now identify them!
Nov 8, 2025: Could not find Sugandhi and Kamlesh in one picture…so now identify them!

Sugandhi and Kamlesh, thank you for joining us and definitely helping in lowering the average age in this room. I have known you both from work and that too only in the last 2 years or so. Whenever I am with you, there is a definite youthful energy I walk away with. Even though one of you calls me “Dad”, I respect your work ethics. It reminds me a bit of myself from my younger years and more importantly gets me, to up my game. I don’t want to let you down and there is always that youthful energy that I want to suck off guys!

I think I have covered everyone in the room. There are a few folks who could not make it. All I can say, the people in the room are happy you did not, because I would be talking longer. I do plan to put this onto my blog and in that extended directors cut, I will mention a few more folks. So thank you all for coming and blessing me with you presence and your energy. 

See Chitra, I did not cry! (Oh how miserably I failed to drop that last sentence!)

For the two folks who were not in the room

Aug 7, 2023: (L to R) Me, Smita Ma'am and Chitra...Mumbai Darshan with a guide!
Aug 7, 2023: (L to R) Me, Smita Ma’am and Chitra…Mumbai Darshan with a guide!

Smita Ma’am, I look forward to hosting you next year and proudly introducing you to all. You believed in me, not just with words but by actually putting your hard earned money on me. The Ranthambore and Bharatpur field trip during my second undergraduate year, was made possible by your generosity and it boosted my self esteem tremendously. I used to call mom everyday when she was around and now I do the same with you. Thankfully, not everyday. Now take a big sigh of relief and work on your US visitor visa. 

Oct 24, 2023: With Krish at the Grand Canton
Oct 24, 2023: With Krish at the Grand Canton

Krish, abbe buddhe (hey old man), whenever I want to laugh, I call you. I not only laugh with you, but at you too!! Our relationship started in 1998, when I unofficially made you my mentor at work. We now share “everything” and remember I know “all” your secrets. Continue to be who you are and break records after your 63rd birthday! 

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  • 1975 or 76...not sure
  • 1976: In Wellington, Ooty
  • 1976: In Wellington, Ooty
  • 1976...Ooty I think?
  • Meerut, UP, India...1978 I think
  • With Ramesh Bhai
  • With 'Daddy' (my grandfather)
  • 1978, Meerut, UP, India: Me with Bhutto
  • 1982, Jamnagar, GJ, India: (L to R) Ramesh Bhai, Papa, Mummy and me
  • 1982, Jamnagar, GJ, India: Me with Tikka
  • 1984: In Jamnagar, GJ, India
  • 1984: With Ramesh bhai, in Jamnagar, GJ, India
  • 1985: With mom in Jamnagar, GJ, India
  • 1994, Ambivli, MH, India: Head shave after winning my under graduation scholarship...go figure!
  • 1994, Ambivli, MH, India: Attempting to look like an army officer
  • 1994, Mumbai, MH, India: Dad and me in my bedroom...focus on the wall poster!
  • 1994, Mumbai, MH, India: Zoology lab, snakes education event
  • 1999, Bangalore, KA, India: With Chitra during her business trip
  • April 16, 2000, New Mumbai, MH, India: Me and Chitra on our wedding day
  • 2001, Goa, India: With Chitra...young buck
  • 2003, Cincinnati, OH, USA: (L to R) Bea, Paul, Me and Eric in P&G HQ
  • Feb 12, 2008: First trip to Key West, FL
  • Feb 12, 2008: First trip to Key West, FL
  • Dec 6, 2009: Visiting India after Yash's birth
  • Dec 16, 2009: Yash's first head shave (Hindu ritual)...I decided to give him company
  • Aug 21, 2009: With my boy, after a run
  • Oct 2015: First full marathon
  • Mar 5, 2017: Whale watching in Maine
  • Oct 2015: First full marathon...still standing
  • 1998, Mumbai, India: MBA graduation ceremony
  • Mar 5, 2017: At a beach in CA with Bambi
  • Apr 16, 2022: Anniversary dinner
  • Jun 15, 2025: ‎⁨Father's Day Motorcycle Rider Safety course with Yash
  • Dec 27, 2019: Snorkeling trip in Maui, Hawaii
  • Mar 5, 2017: Enjoying a break in Maine
  • Mar 30, 2021: With my second boy, Bambi in Cloudland Canyon State Park
  • Jun 1, 2017: Profile picture for LI
  • Dec 14, 2020: A US citizen
  • Jul 4, 2022: Independence day
  • Dec 26, 2019: Photo bomber Yash
  • Dec 25, 2019: Christmas Day hike
  • Sep 25, 2021: American Heart Association Walkathon with Bambi
  • Dec 26, 2021: Love this picture
  • Sep 19, 2021: At a Bears home game...we won!
  • Dec 26, 2021: After a good beach swim
  • Oct 17, 2021: My tradition of running the Naperville half marathon
  • Dec 28, 2021: At the top of Koko Crater Railway Train...that is a fake smile
  • Dec 28, 2021: At the top of Koko Crater Railway Train...made it with a whiny teenager
  • Dec 29, 2021: Supermodel
  • Jul 25, 2022: Bahubali Menon in Boulder, CO
  • Sep 2, 2024: This one for my colleagues
  • Oct 16, 2022: My PR run at Naperville half marathon
  • Sep 17, 2023: With Eric in Dayton, OH
  • Mar 26, 2024: At Redwoods, go hug a tree
  • Mar 15, 2025: At the Insect Asylum in Chicago
  • Dec 24, 2024: (L to R) Kelly, Chitra, Me and Rob another holiday dinner
  • Mar 25, 2023: At Clearwater, FL
  • Mar 31, 2025: With Bambi at Driftwood Beach, Jekyll Island, GA, USA
  • Oct 26, 2025: Diwali party at the Bajwa home
  • Apr 28, 2024: (L to R) Rob, me, Chitra & Kelly...and the Sox win!
  • Sep 2, 2024: ‎⁨Olbrich Botanical Gardens⁩, ⁨Madison⁩, ⁨Wisconsin⁩, ⁨United States⁩
  • Aug 31, 2025: Zakir Khan show in Chicago

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Poem by Yash (Jan 08, 2021): A Special Place

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I heard there was a special place,

Where everything was green,

Covered in grass blanket,

Where animals were tall and lean.

The flowers there,

Used to bloom,

A lovely shade of blue,

The flowers there used to bloom,

A shining star upon their doom.

I heard there was a special place,

Squeezing in a snare,

Slowing becoming smaller,

The blue sky is now dark grey.

I heard there was a special place,

It’s blanket now a road,

The flowers now are buildings,

The whole place now a code,

I wish there was a special place.

Poem by Yash (May 25, 2020): Lord Of The Rings

The Dwarves come out of the underground,

The Elves jump out of the trees,

Hobbits rise from their tiny holes,

Instead of burrowing like moles.

A powerful evil will come back,

Saruman’s orcs will not slak,

The kingdom of Rohan will rise and fall,

Orcs will breach Helm’s Deep wall,

Ents will take a tower,

Kingdoms will no longer cower,

Under the king of power,

The black gate,

Filled with hate,

Shall be attacked,

The eye of Sauron will fall,

Two halflings will not tire,

To destroy the ring in the mountain of fire.

Poem by Yash (Mar 10, 2020): Two Blue Eggs

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Red, Brown, Yellow,

Among a background of grey,

In its branches,

Perched among the leaves,

Is a Robin.

Red as rubies,

Two Robins,

Now chirp.

The tree is now bare,

Snow takes the leaves place,

And now there are no Robins.

Now there is a green leafy canopy,

Red as rubies,

Two Robins,

Now chirp,

In a nest,

In a tree.

The tree is now a beautiful color,

Yet the Robins are off,

In the tree,

In the nest,

Are now two eggs.

Now in the tree,

In the nest,

Out off eggs,

Are two baby chicks.

One year later,

No Robins red as rubies,

Are seen.

Now two young Robins,

Chirp in the tree.