Field story... Wednesday Conversation 5.
Field story Blue Tokai 3rd February 2026. Wine-coloured long warm coat, grey Benarasi stole, blue denims, Indo-Western earrings—and Wakhra Swag playing softly in my head. Honestly, the swag was less about the song and more about the endless scarves doing their own choreography. As I warmed up for the fifth Warm Shoulder vanity conversation, I realised—somewhere between adjusting my stole and checking the chairs—that this event had quietly turned into a celebration for me. The excitement of meeting teammates—old and new—was real. And yes, not all olds are old, but some are quite bold, if I’m allowed to say that with love and mischief intact. A small but real relief came from noticing a few chairs already waiting for us. As I rearranged tables and chairs—because of course I did—I found myself wondering: Does an empty chair tell a story? Sometimes it does. Especially when we’re in that reflective, mildly philosophical, coffee-sipping mental space where we talk to ourselves and nod kn...