I see engraved patterns of unusual creativity and exquisite craftsmanship. White-labelling came into existence, when identities were lost in smooth paleness of marble. Taj Mahal is but a sculpted grave, with souls of unknown artists scattered in the invisible graveyard. I don’t see pine trees and the water canal, but hear muffled sounds of creators. … Continue reading Taj Mahal
The phone buzzes… someone wants to check on my well-being. I switch off social media notifications. The frequency is higher than normal. I like seeing the well-dressed news reporters on television. There’s a normal life out there somewhere – people dressing up for work, interacting, going live … I say my gratitude for the internet … Continue reading Confinement
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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
Seasons originated from nature. Calendars are created by us, because we need a structure to our lives. The Sun knows nothing about Sunday. It continues to rise every morning, all seven days of the week, unless clouds get too dense and overshadow it. The density clouding our mind-sets is thinning – with 24*7 offices, flexitime … Continue reading Is it time?
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Loneliness stems not from being alone, but not being understood. Am I ignored because my ‘being different’ created discomfort? Do I need to shed authenticity to gain acceptability? In a flash, I know why yogis meditate in the mountains, and not inside their homes. Enlightenment does not flow from trees or rivers. They are misfits … Continue reading Pain Ineffable
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