I have a confession to make. I am addicted. What started off 22 years ago as a random experiment of a wanton youth that I was has now become a full fledged addiction. Not that I am complaining. As is the case with any addiction, it starts with one act and then it soon becomes a self-fueling, self-fulfilling cycle. And I am not interested in breaking the cycle. In fact I am looking forward to increasing the frequency of such episodes since it is not a vicious cycle. While my friends will remain un-named here; I have only sat back in amazement in the recent months, when they shared their stories with me. These stories left me gaping in wonder, surprised, inspired, knowledgeable and hopeful. In our obsession with ourselves, we under-rate people, the stories they carry and the stories they are. In my listening sessions, I ask them 8 - 11 carefully curated questions over an hour's time on Zoom. To borrow a term from Ms. Barbara Minto - the first lady MBA that McKinsey hired in the 1960s...