Fictional worlds don’t need to adhere to the laws of nature and logic. The sky can send down a rain of flowers when a beloved character dies. A person can develop a friendship with the ghost of the man he killed. Time can go in a circle. One Hundred Years of...

I showed the full moon to a toddler a few weeks ago. She was mesmerized, transfixed at the sight of this circular, pearly object I pointed at. I felt quite pleased with myself — not every day do we get to invoke such wonder in others so easily. I speculated...

Four of us sat on a secluded lawn engulfed in the last golden rays of the day. Our two years at IIMA had passed us by. Now, face to face with the end of our student lives, we were in a rather contemplative mood. The discussion revolved around what we...