Today as I stand with just a single night separating the new year we are to usher in…. Today as every farmer whispers a silent prayer for a fruitful season ahead… I decide to pay an and raise a toast to the Greatest teacher of our times – LIFE!

For all those love and losses you have made me accountable for, for all those winnings and losings that have made me strong – I raise a toast to thee. And as I do the same, this harvest season I promise to look at you from now on through my “half filled glass“!

So What’s your take this Baisakhi? Is your glass half filled or half empty?