By Ashish Khandelwal I don’t know how to begin this without sounding like a hypocrite. Maybe I am one. Maybe we all are. Running Aavya, I’ve had a front-row seat to the contradictions of the yoga world, and I’ll admit — some days it makes me laugh, and some days it makes me want to
“I Sell Peace for a Living. Some Days I Can’t Find It for Myself.” I thought I had found freedom. I walked away from corporate life — left the security, the salary, the predictable ladder.My marriage ended.Most of the money I’d made over a lifetime was gone.Some through bad choices, some through risks that didn’t
I started gambling at the ripe old age of nine. It began with three-card poker with childhood friends. A few coins on the line. The thrill of winning — or losing — didn’t matter much. What mattered was the rush. That strange, heady cocktail of hope and fear. Adrenaline in the veins. And that feeling
When I started building Aavya, a dear friend and yoga teacher looked me straight in the eye and said: “Ashish, your business is now your yoga.” I nodded wisely, like I knew what that meant. I didn’t. Back then, I thought it was just a poetic compliment. You know—“Ah yes, business as spiritual practice.” Very
