Leaving a Legacy

This past week I have had the opportunity to travel down memory lane and reconnect with my childhood. As part of our summer vacation we returned to the land of my birth and the place of my early childhood and just soaked up memories. The India of Rudyard Kipling and Rabindranath Tagore is truly majestic as words cannot describe all the things that seem to permeate her being. In the coastal town of Vizag I was invited to deliver lectures at industries, academic institutions and also in ministry settings. The commonality all of them stressed in trying to introduce me was that I was a son of the soil. I then realized that though I had migrated West almost two and a half decades ago, the welcoming back was not because of a reputation I had earned in the interim. It was the legacy of a good name given to me by my parents who still call that place home.

As you ponder about what you would like to do and how you would like to set your markers on this side of eternity, ask yourself if you are leaving a legacy. The most important feeling is one of belonging and the supreme ethic is love. I am sure glad that my parents loved me enough to protect their name so that the inheritance I gained from that lineage would be worth more than all my assets.

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