Articles by Nikhil Dey

Who am I, if I am not a father? A son? A husband? A brother? An Executive Director? A coach? A communicator? Cookies Guardian? I…

Life has a wonderful way of offering me lessons just when I need them. When I was invited to conduct a workshop by a client,…

The weeks gone by have been filled with Puja celebrations. First, there was Durga Puja, then Kali Puja, and then Diwali. There was celebration and…

‘I Can See Clearly Now’…this evergreen song by Johnny Nash is playing in my head. “I can see clearly now the rain is gone I…

An evening walk that turned into the evening ride of my life is a special memory from the week gone by. Deepa and I were…

Three voices I heard over the last few weeks seemed to say the same thing. Let me connect the dots and see if I can…

Does this have the “touch of Dey” on it? Many years ago, when I was a young trainee in the world of public relations, a…

The last few weeks have been full of travel and meeting people for me. I was reminded of how much I enjoyed being back home…

The old order changeth, yielding place to new” is a line from Alfred Lord Tennyson’s poem, Morte d’Arthur. It appears in the poem as the dying…

Change communication is at the core of public relations. Change is sometimes thrust upon you and then you learn how to adapt and thrive. Other…