Delhi-born Aman Nath was destined to read history at St. Stephen’s college by default. After authoring some twenty diverse books and revitalizing thirty-plus ruins from the forgotten past, he sees his continuity of Time in revitalized architecture. In this scheme of things, only two things matter to him: experience of nature and a clockwork of people who are in our Cosmos, where many human myopias have minusculed themselves into their own version of godhood. Always aware of his shortcomings, and slowly negating everything back to shunya, the Void, Nath remains a relentless optimist against all odds.
A non-writer author, a non-hotel hotelier, a non-architect builder, a non-confirmist father, and an inveterate traveller seeking simplicity. The poor, self-centered rich bore him to death. He finds his serendipity with random strangers, winding roads, and the blue sky of hope.
Aman Nath