It hasn’t been a full day yet since being told the news that K.P. Yohannan died. As I sit at my desk and record my thoughts, I am fighting back tears. I sense I am still in shock. I believe I am one of the few who still called him K.P. It’s how he introduced himself some decades back when we first met. As a young man he had asked me for time to share his dream of seeing Asia... Read more