Bloom

I know this is going to come out as a garbled mess. However, I am going to try. More than a few times, I have wondered – why blog? What am I trying to say here? What facet of this glorious, shattering, and puzzling breadth of life am I trying to capture? I don’t know.... Continue Reading →

Summertime Sadness

"I get really, really scared of how this is going to go." ... "And you know what? Nobody wants to hear that stuff. Nobody wants you to talk about being afraid, or in pain, or being scared of dying through some stupid, random infection." - Me Before You; Jojo Moyes I have a dull pain... Continue Reading →

Dark Paradise

According to the Greek mythology's myth of philosophical creation, everything was borne out of Darkness and Chaos. Darkness existed first, from which Chaos came into being. "From a union between Darkness and Chaos sprang Night, Day, Erebus, and the Air."¹ And then, from a union between two of these four, and their various combinations, everything... Continue Reading →

Lost Stars

Entrenched inside movies and books, sometimes I find things that I would want to do. Earlier it used to get me all giddy-up. Fiction embellished reality in ways more than one. Of course, it still does. But now, I take a step back and steady myself before embarking on journeys set by characters I adore.... Continue Reading →

Gray and Not-So Gray, Afterall

A friend from another city pinged me to say he's relocating to Mumbai. With exuberance I declared that this was a great move because Mumbai is the best city in the world. He sent me a few smileys, and groaned about the traffic. I still maintained that Mumbai is a world city, and he would... Continue Reading →

Bringing out the Microscope

John Steinbeck's novel, The Grapes of Wrath has been lying on my table(s) for a few weeks now. It's a long read, punctuated with lots of dust, chapters that scribble a picture from words, and slowly describe the migration of the Joad family. According to a Brainpicking's post, Steinbeck kept a diary while writing this... Continue Reading →

The Boggart

There is an open space at the client office which has a very high ceiling, a fish pond (rectangle more like it) on one side, and potted plants on the other. Although there is nothing particularly welcoming about this particular client, this open space is something that I absolutely love. Every time I pass by... Continue Reading →

Do you know how big the ocean is?

Foster father asked me this question a few months ago. He thought I was refusing to look beyond what I had, the people I knew, and the experiences I journeyed through. Especially because I was completely snug in my little shell of salmon-pink. Now that I look around and see how big the ocean really... Continue Reading →

An Ode

..to the day that was full, brimming, and wholesome. The heart wishes that one could write more, and tired mind escapes expressions that it could otherwise easily catch. But as this day comes to a close, the heart can't describe feelings to lends words that the mind can match. One of those days that should be multiplied, and... Continue Reading →

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