Sartaj Anand

Convention isn't always a good thing.

Be everything all at once, Sartaj. You are infinite.

As I get older, I am trying to be more mindful of the luck I've encountered and privilege I've acquired over time. I know I was able to access opportunities and punch way above my weight because others saw something in me before I did.

Sometimes we wait all our lives for strangers to ask us questions so we can then finally answer them for ourselves.

On your best days, you are unstoppable, open-minded, loving, wise and fiercely kind. Stay this way.

C.S. Lewis once said, “No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.”

If and when there is a measure of my life and its worth, I wish to have given enough of myself away that my gifts would outlive me.

The woman already knew what I had just learned: we see the face of God every day through our children and the kindness of strangers.

When we see possibility; what could be and not what is or was we welcome gratitude into our lives.

I was not human enough for someone so I became a messenger for someone else instead.

Life is too short to make choices caring for others but in spite of ourselves.

I have found that with the right people this always holds true: when you love you win. So, find them and love harder today.

Will I make or do enough to be remembered often or at least occasionally? What about you? Isn’t this enough reason to share your gift with the world?

I woke up to the sound of a woman’s scream followed by her uncontrollable sobs on Lufthansa LH 757 earlier today on my way to New York. Her husband was feeling very unwell and she was a mess.

I am home. This grief has led me to glory. And I am grateful. I am home. This grief has led me to glory. And I am grateful.

Longevity trumps resilience in the scheme of life so end things with grace so you can start new ones with vigor.