Vishal Tupper

Mondays are usually considered to be the most boring day of the week with office and work hours starting with a bang and pressure of work and bills that left us last Friday seems to have come back like a burdern thats seems heavier than last week. Also the hangover from weekend parties or getaways doesn't seem to go away. It seems to take a mammoth effort to get the day started and to get through the day. For me , it has been the opposite. Mondays has become my favourite day of the week where I get most things done or sterted. Much of that boils down to the essence of chasing my next dream. Because I am almost everytime very clear about the next dream I want to achieve, the excitement and thrill to go through the process to me is more intoxicating so to speak. Dont get me wrong I do love weekend parties and travel andd get aways but I do so more to network and build business. For me family trips and excurtions are usually on week days where the crowd is less and I get grea

One of the scariest moment of my life for me has to be , not when I thought about ghosts and spirits or saw a horror movie, but when we battled a fierce storm in, what is considered to be, one of the roughest sea in the world, The Bay of Bengal; on a wooden boat no longer than fifty five feet in April of 2014.  It is an experience that is hard to put down in words.  I understand that , although it was a fierce storm , it wasn't the worst recorded. There were storms that were far more intense with winds over 180 kmph. This one must be around 60ks. But to us, that storm in the sea, in the middle of no moon night was a a battle between life and death. With waves towering almost 10 feet and winds gusting over 70 ks we felt that at any moment we would be swallowed by the sea.  To make matters worst, the storm was sudden and didn't give us time to prepare. In the midst of this black swan commotion, our anchor was stuck on the sea bed (the storm had hit us while we were anchored). My

  Sometimes do you wonder that you have found a desire or a dream but think if it is too late for you to start? I too think that way. Maybe the only difference is that I do it anyway. Its not always perfect. It is not always great. But the sense of attempting and achieving it does give me a kick.  Like I started my business when I was 33 years old.  I started to learn a new musical instrument, saxophone, when I was 39 years old.  And now, amongst others, I have started to blog.  While I am writing this first blog of mine I am, of course, wondering it it is ok. If my heading is fine. Is my picture alright. I have done any study on how to write good blogs?  Beyond my worries and doubts and over a period of time I have learnt, through the hard way, that to have a task done is far better than thinking about it and not being able to do it. In this conviction of thought I open myself to be judged and to be called of an old school.  Has there been anything that you had wanted to do or to purs