You believe you shine with borrowed light. The Sun knows it clothes you, but also conceals beauty of the original. Poets are busy giving you different names to facilitate expression of the complex. You do find courage to shed clothes, but your identity remains enmeshed in nomenclature. You are just the Moon … let adjectives … Continue reading Shedding
Mountains and trees defined levels for us. Measurements have to start from where we are, and go up or down. What is the concept of height for a Mount Everest champion? They look below and celebrate. But do they nurse any ambition of touching the Moon? We look below us and name the seasons - … Continue reading Of hikes and spikes
It is another day. The Sun rises and travels through the Sky. I wanna touch and feel the horizon, but there are some secrets Nature does not reveal. It is another year, another season. Skies turn a dark gray, as the landscape greens and it pours. There are certain treasures nature does not conceal. Pages … Continue reading Another day
Videographers are all over the office, asking people to smile and flash V signs. Some smiles are pretty strained, as they look up from the desk, interrupting a time-bound assignment. New projects bring people, and old faces might not be there to cheer in the next round. The team moves to the CEOs secretary, and … Continue reading Magnifiers
The organization structure is carefully built. There are special slots for the favoured ones, deliberate spaces between some so that the connections are not too obvious. They need to control it from all sides – ensuring that followers stay on a predetermined path, managing dissent, building intelligence networks to know what’s happening on the ground. … Continue reading Carefully structured
I waited for change, for what appears to be a lifetime now. Change happened, but not always for the better, and I was not driving it. I was sick of being a recipient, and waiting for Divine Grace to bless my life. The hope to find understanding, acceptance and love was gradually fading away. I … Continue reading Not me
I enjoyed the lull before the storm, but it’s over now. Fanaticism prevails. I’m as secular and liberal as I’ve always been, but the terms are now used in an abusive manner. I grew up in a Hindu household, with Muslim and Christian neighbours (two childless couples who treated me as a daughter), and we … Continue reading Martian
Spring is not just a season. Spring is not just hope. Spring spells continuity, a linkage between two parts of a cycle. Yet, spring offers no guarantees. A bud that blossoms today has a limited life span. What do I celebrate here, when I know certain elements may not reach the other end. The bud … Continue reading Spring
I was all of six years old, when I protested against something for the first time. My school teacher had deducted one mark for a perceived error. It was not really an error, so I fought back and got that one mark reinstated on my scoresheet. I had raised unreasonable demands in the past, like … Continue reading Long before
Peeking through a telescope creates an awareness of truth. The huge orbs which encircle my existence, the Sun which illuminates many planets and stars and the immeasurable energy flowing through humbles me. I’d forgotten how fortunate I am to just exist - caught up in the daily drama of life. The fact that we live … Continue reading Miracle of Existence
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