In a world increasingly shaped by curated perfection and algorithmic brevity, A Fistful of Memories feels like a handwritten letter — intimate, idiosyncratic, and defiantly analog. Prithwis Mukerjee’s memoir is not a conventional autobiography, nor is it a linear narrative. It is a mosaic of recollections — some luminous, others sepia-toned — that together form a portrait of a life lived at the intersection of technology, tradition, and transcendence.

Mukerjee, a mechanical engineer by training, a consultant by profession, and a metaphysical tinkerer by temperament, offers us a collection of essays that are as much about the world he has moved through as they are about the world that has moved through him. From the corridors of IIT Kharagpur to the boardrooms of Tata Steel and PwC, from the temples of Badrinath to the virtual landscapes of Second Life, the author traverses geographies both physical and philosophical with a...