When the Road Ahead is Found Behind
Why the courage to retrace can redefine progress
It was one of those carefree summer holidays. My cousin and I would rent bicycles after breakfast and set out with no map, no plan, only a promise to return before sunset. The forests of Dakshina Kannada welcomed us with winding mud roads, small wooden bridges, and the quiet thrill of discovery. He would pick a turn, and I would follow, confident that in any direction a relative’s house awaited us with food and rest.