We are on a journey to nowhere, travelling from womb to tomb, learning on the job as we go on. Along the way, we pick up wisdom from fellow travellers honoured by others as old hens at the job. Their thoughts are immortalised and cast in the stone as life hacks. Call it synchronicity or that the Universe is trying to tell me something.

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Farouk Gulsara

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