Top 3 Reasons to hire me as Your Coach 1) One of my greatest strengths as a person is my ability to connect with people at a personal level - whoever you are, whatever position you hold - You are at ease when talking to me. …

A reflection I add yet another selfie to an already growing list of selfies. Photo number 6666677677666 gets stored on my phone, I deem that it's good enough. Sometimes it makes its way to be married to social media, Facebook, WhatsApp, instagram, twitter, linkedin, Snapchat everywhere it goes. When its…

Daily Poems by Pungidasa Poem 4 She was beautiful, Beautiful like the way you read a book. Beautiful like the way the rains pour, Beautiful like how silence makes words meaningful. She was beautiful, One conversation was enough to just fall in love... Poem 3 The silence settles down on…

As the cool waters of the river touch him, it feels as if he is home. After a long long wait, That held him in the protective dam of the womb... When it broke, it came as a calling, a calling to find home. Answering an ancient adventure that seemed to plant a seed of hope in his heart. A seed that would grow into a tree full of fruits, flowers and more. Traversing a path, millenias old, guided only by…

She sits there on top of her terrace, Overlooking the valley, the river, feeling that breeze hit her gently.. she has seen it before, the valleys, deep, dark and dangerous, only now can she smile - looking back at all the adventures it took to come here!! The hills, the…

Her eyes are like the ocean, Calm at most times, but raging with fury when provoked. Her eyelashes open and close, drawing me like how the waves reach the shores beckoning me to them. I sit by the shore now, not yet daring to swim in her eyes. I wait for her to let me in.. My tent is by the shore, I have never swam before. -Pungidasa

Pungi GPT poem It's in my goal sheet, To kill mosquitoes daily! It's in my goal sheet to show growth in this art, grow efficiently, and sound professional. It's in my goal sheet, To kill a minimum of three everyday. …

It was here in this park, with her friends that she knew from the last six months was she ever herself. Elsewhere she was a mother, a loving devoted wife, the woman running the house, the one that smiled at all the guests, spoke to them, enquired about them, all the while flitting in between the kitchen and talking to them... Here in this park, surrounded by strangers that roamed oblivious to her thoughts, feelings and identities - in a cove of similar friends - she finally was herself. She was finally Aditi!

My journey of becoming a Coach !! (1/3) Today, It seems a load has been lifted off my chest and a different fire burns within my body! I have decided to rest my efforts in trying to secure a job in the Employee experience, engagement, organisational development, building purpose driven…