It is very quiet in the room. I'm all alone and the small, yellow light keeps me company. Under it, I've just finished reading A Book of Simple Living by Ruskin Bond. I think about the ferns, geraniums, walnuts, oaks and deodars generously mentioned in the book. I can hear the silence float in the... Continue Reading →
This came in the mail today. I knew it was sent, but when I received it I was overjoyed because I wasn't expecting it. There's a very small note inside it. I felt a tear of joy form at the corner of my eye when I read it. This book is the thoughtful gesture of... Continue Reading →
Know the superstition that your new year tends to follow the trend set by the first day of the year? I hope to God that that's untrue because the first day of my year was terrible. Honestly, so were the first two weeks. Moreover, so have been these 22 days. Now don't ask me to... Continue Reading →
On Starry Nights and Beating Hearts Under a clear night sky in Villupuram One evening, I was out with frolleagues (colleagues who are friends). We went to a rooftop cafe which opened up to the sky and the overlooked the sea. As darkness descended, we looked up and found just one shiny object in the... Continue Reading →
Earlier this year, I made a conscious attempt to read books from different countries of the world. The reasons for this were my understanding that the Western countries are not the be-all and end-all of this world, the innate need to belong to the world, to be more human, and last and least of all,... Continue Reading →
On Poetry in Everyday Life In and Around Adishakti Theatre Long ago, I used to write poems about photos taken by friends (who are not friends anymore). It wasn't a conscious effort at collaboration, if you will. But it wasn't wholly my creation. It was shared. When I read the poems now, it seems like... Continue Reading →
On Familiarity Somewhere off Auroville; In a Place Far, Far Away On my way back home, for an instant, I wished I could go over to Boy and tell him about how I had met someone almost like him and then not like him at all. Then, I thought of telling FF about how I’d... Continue Reading →
Earlier this week, I found myself completely unstitched, and then sewed up back again by the end of it. While trying to keep up, I thought of Kintsugi and what it would mean to glue our broken souls with liquid gold. If we could see souls, all of us would be walking skies with glowing... Continue Reading →
The other day I was at a Nikah among people I had only heard about but not met. In a conversation I was having, a woman used the word 'travesty'. And I was taken aback, but then made a mental note that it was such a beautiful day to get married. One of my friends... Continue Reading →
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