Please mute…all stupid people
I look okay. Sound okay, I think. I don’t know. But my brain has lost its anchor. I don’t know where to park myself. I don’t know what is the Truth, and what are the lies I am torturing myself with. I don’t know the “why” of doing anything right now, except that I took […]
Have you ever been in the type of moment where you feel like you know what is happening, without knowing what is happening, as if you have lived this moment before, leaving its sweet scent on you, maybe a few lifetimes before – or a few lifetimes ahead – so it feels so, so familiar, […]
I completed two levels of Nirahara Samyama. Now the real challenge begins. I have already come this far before. I already knew I can come this far. The next level is the one yet to master. Last one week was a funny admixture of alternating between intense food cravings and not having any desire for […]
This is a short account of today, Day 4 of Nirahara Samyama. Yesterday was the “break day,” where we are required to take a break, and eat. As it was Monday, I ate only the upvaas food (I fast on Mondays in the Chatur Maas) – mashed potatoes, sauteed with peanuts, namely. I ate because […]
Today was the second day of Nirahara Samyama. I woke up feeling immensely hungry. But when I looked deeper into the sensation, it was an empty stomach rumbling, and feeling of thirst. I got up, drank water from my copper water bottle, hugged my cat, and went back to sleep. I re-woke up feeling fine. […]
I usually have a vision or concept in mind when I start painting something. The end product might be different, but the vision is alive, fresh, available to me. Usually these visions happen in my dreams, or that space between dreaming and waking up. Many creative ideas, plans of actions, and other revelations happen in […]
I had forgotten what day it is. As usual. I don’t really keep a track of the days of the week, except for calendared events, and scheduled meetings. I was jolted into the knowledge that it was the first day of the month over a chat message – which meant that I could start the […]
A writer writes. Obviously. But not everyone who writes is a “writer.” To be a writer is to be many things at the same time. A writer builds special muscles, brain cells, creative “spaces” and a heightened sense of screening & absorbing information all the time, which allow him/her to marinade ideas in his/her head, […]
It’s Monday. One more Monday. One more time. Can’t you just delete Mondays from your calendar? Along with everything scheduled on a Monday, ofcourse. That’s the point, right? It’s got a name, that thing I just did in the last few lines. I gave that name. I call it the “Monday Syndrome.” I define it […]
A seasoned warrior tries to avoid battles many times. That is not his weakness. It’s his compassion. Because he knows how much damage he can do if he gets down to it. For every battle he fights, he avoids a hundred others, & gives it his 100x. So think before you pick a battle with […]
She wondered why she was sad. It is not like her being sad would make someone happy. Or would it? Was someone wishing her to be unhappy? It was a creepy thought. Maybe someone was. But that was all the more reason for her to not be unhappy. She kept trying to string together the […]
Cats are some of the most misunderstood creatures. They are not really mean. They just express themselves differently. In a world that is fast becoming insensitive to all things fine and subtle, the language of love of cats is one that not everyone speaks. Cats are moody. You can keep calling them and they won’t […]
When you start making art, or doing something else that requires you to squeeze all your creativity out of you, you literally face the best and worst parts of you. Best because being creative is one of the most divine qualities a human being can have. Worst because, at that moment, you face – just […]
Making art is a funny business. Beautiful, but funny. To make art you need inspiration. When you make art, you share that inspiration with scores of people. Yet, what happens if you run out of fuel? What if your life depends on making art, and you run out of fuel? What if you are hurt, […]
I still remember listening to “Numb” and feeling like it was closer to how I felt than I’d like to admit. I was young, reasonably rich, unhappy, and with no clue where my life was going or what life was for in the first place. Like many others, I ended up drinking, smoking, in the […]
The cause of Chris Cornell’s death was hanging. What was the cause of hanging?
Depression doesn’t kill people. Pills do.
Fluoride is a poison. Anything told to you differently, is a lie, sugar-coated in more poison.
A short story about how I became a creative nut and how it is so easily possible for anyone.
He walked by with a smile. Inside me, a part of me knew that His every smile, every gesture carries importance. In that moment I was just soaked in His smile and didn’t want to think about what is the big picture significance of it. I was just happy to be there, for those few […]
It’s one of those embarrassing things you don’t like to talk about. I had an ear pain. And I had run out of ear buds. I saw one time-worn earbud floating in a dusty remote corner of my dressing table drawer and after a few doubts about its cleaning abilities, rolled it back into shape, […]
She was standing outside her class X classroom, waiting. She peeped in to see if the class was over. He was sitting there, in the teacher’s chair, with his bright orange robe like the Sun in the solar system, and his streaming long hair. He turned his head around to look at her. The class […]
Why Eid is the Biggest Massacre Unstopped by Animal Rights Organizations
Amongst the many vices of that great country called the US of A, the one that is perhaps the most ignored is the startling dearth of the multiplicity of paper sizes. While we endure the american dreams sold to the world by the makers of the United States of America, there is a resounding disappointment that remains at […]
The sun was setting and it was that time of the evening when you don’t see the Sun’s glow, it’s just about to blend into space, out of sight. I hated evenings. There was something very unsettling about light disappearing which never went well with me. This boat looked like it hated evenings too. […]
I looked at the passages and wondered who had walked here, for what purpose? What was this passage like a few hundred years ago? Was it cleaner? Did it have oil lamps? Was any battle ever fought here? Did anyone ever die here? It was a very uncanny passage, with narrow walkways at the bottom, […]
He stood there & I stood here With the oceans between us And yet, that is not the distance which bothered me
There are certain oxymorons that I’m particularly fond of. Some of them I made up myself. One of them is – lazy traveller. Yeah, I can be that. NO, not always, but I have those days. Like, there are days when I take all the trouble to get to a place – flying in airplanes, […]
Ugh, that strain again! It has now become an ear-worm and you are beating me on the head with it. The appetite got sickened and died ten years ago. Sorry Shakespeare (and fans of Shakespeare), you had it coming. Whenever I see anyone “smitten” with the Duke Orsino-ish “love bug”, I can’t but wonder, “Do […]
I looked at him when he wasn’t looking. There is something about looking at someone when they are not looking at you, just being. Whenever someone looks back at you, it’s like they have their personality on – the one they want to show you. But when they are not looking, they are just being, […]