Leadership

What Shaped Me By 2018, recruitment had become mundane to me. I want to be honest about that, because it is not the version of this story people expect. I was not chasing another title. I had stopped caring about titles years earlier. I remember completing a major recruitment project where we filled nearly fifty […]

The Practice of Inner Work It was past midnight. The house was quiet, and I was sitting with a journal I had not opened in years. This was 2025. Three rounds of chemo behind me. Covid on top of it. I could not eat much. I could not go out. On paper, I had no

For years I helped run teams, sat in the big meetings, carried the title, and still some quiet part of me wondered whether I was actually a leader. Because like most people, I thought leadership was something you are handed. A manager title, a team, a bigger office, a seat at the table. I had

My husband never said it to hurt me. He said it because he believed it. “You are already coaching people. You just haven’t called it that yet.” He was right, though it took me a long time to admit it. Looking back, the signs had been there for years. Back in 2019, I was not

Saloni once asked me to do something unusual. She asked me to write down my fears, all of them, on paper, and then burn them. I sat with that idea for a while, because when I actually put pen to paper that night, the fears were bigger than I had expected. There was self doubt.

November 2025. The chemo was done. The surgery was done. The radiation was done. My body was finding its rhythm again. And for the first time in almost a year, I had space to think. I sat with that space for a while. Not rushing to fill it. Just sitting. And when I looked back

I didn’t learn leadership in a classroom. I learned it in my first job in Delhi… from two people who probably didn’t even know they were teaching me. Their names weren’t on any leadership programme. They didn’t have coaching certifications or TED talks. One was my MD. The other was my immediate boss. I’ll call

Returning to work after cancer was scarier than cancer itself. Three weeks after surgery, I felt I had recovered well. I could walk, sit for a few hours, manage most of my work. Yes, there were aches and pains. But after everything my body had been through during chemotherapy, they felt small. Physically, I was

I didn’t see it coming. It was a Friday morning a long time ago in Doha, Qatar. My kids were hungry. I was exhausted. And by 11:30 am… my elder son was locked in the bathroom with a broken key and no way out. I did what most people do under pressure. I panicked. Friday

Leadership isn’t what it used to be. These days, it’s not only about calling the shots or having the highest seat in the boardroom. It’s about self-awareness, adaptability, and being able to build trust, especially in Qatar, where everything’s moving fast: growth, global ties, and culture, all blending at once. You can’t really afford to