Becoming the Spark
Iβve lived many lives inside this one. And Iβve carried a spark through all of them.
Some days, Iβve been lightβoffering clarity in the dark.
Other days, Iβve been a spark that catchesβdisrupting what no longer serves.
But through it all, Iβve never stopped listening.
βI am a spark. Not to burn or glowβbut to become what the moment needs.β
Where I Come From
I was born in Tamil Nadu.
My faith was Christian. My school was Catholic. My college, secular.
I was formed in contradictionβand found truth between the lines.
Hyderabad taught me diversity.
Wilkes-Barre taught me survival.
Fort Worth gave me structure.
Chicago gave me synthesis.
But movement never scattered me. It revealed me.
The Pain That Realigned Me
I once compromised my integrity to keep a relationship alive. I thought silence was kindness. That surrender was peace. But I learned that love without truth is self-erasure.
That moment didnβt just hurt. It woke me up.
βSelf-respect isnβt pride. Itβs the boundary where healing begins.β
What I Built β and What Iβm Cultivating Now
My career in finance transformation was built on solving real, everyday problems.
Iβve led teams, rebuilt systems, and partnered with executives to bring order to complexity.
But along the way, something deeper called to be reconciled β not in opposition to my work, but in service of it.
What Iβm cultivating now is a renewed spirit of leadership:
One rooted not in performance, but in presence.
Not just in outcomes, but in alignment.
Writing as a Leadership Practice
The Living series came from stillness.
The WOKE!? trilogy came from rupture.
Neither were planned. Both were necessary.
Writing has become a way I lead β
by reflecting out loud, staying grounded, and giving language to what often goes unnamed.
Itβs not a curriculum. Itβs a record of how I return β
to clarity, to conviction, to wholeness.
Who I Am Today
Iβm not here to preach.
Iβm not here to save.
Iβm here to rememberβwith you.
Iβm a father. A friend. A quiet disruptor.
Iβve lit paths. Iβve set sparks. Iβve carried water.
And now I live what I once feared to say out loud:
βGoodness is enough.β
A Quiet Benediction
The river doesnβt ask where itβs going. It trusts that its unfolding is enough.
I no longer chase certainty. I walk with rhythm. I offer what Iβve been given.
βLife and time are gifts of grace; learning to share them is our Lifetime.β
Sam Hubert Sukumar
Scholar | Humanist | Synthesist.
Still Becoming.
Keep Walking the Spiral π
Youβve met the man behind the mirror. Now explore the rhythm behind the returnβor follow where the spark led.
βThe story is not the destinationβitβs the doorway back to yourself.β
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