That was the most lonely and isolated period of my life. Then the internet came to me — when the world was, as per Jesus, in its late 1990s, and I was in my late 20s. My brother had bought home the first computer of the family, despite bitter criticism from my father. He also… Continue reading My Mind and The Internet – The Dangerous Divine Relationship
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Nourished, Even By His Absence
I love missing you. It’s such a tasty, wholesome experience. Like eating a banana. Missing you is juicy with a devious prick… Like biting into a slice of pineapple. I love missing you — like eating mangoes when they aren’t there. Sucking on cherished moments, each subtle feeling. At times, missing you is tasteless with a slight… Continue reading Nourished, Even By His Absence
Reader Feedback on 12 Drops of Silence
Anita Nihalani is a yoga teacher in Assam. A Maths post graduate, she is also a prolific writer and poet. On reading 12 Drops of Silence she emailed me this response. I am grateful and elated, feeling somewhat of a trembling at her kind words — sharing the happiness with you. Words were put in… Continue reading Reader Feedback on 12 Drops of Silence
Does It Happen This Way?
When I feel happy, does that happiness caress you as a gentle breeze? When I feel content, does it ease your breathing? When I feel grateful, do your lips curl, ever so slightly, into a gentle smile? When I feel elated, do you sense a twinkle in your eye? When I feel happy, do you… Continue reading Does It Happen This Way?
Blank Pages Shall Remain
Whatever and however much I may write Blank pages shall remain – For the sky is never-ending This is a boon Given to me By the universe itself – The story will not ever end For the sky is never-ending मैं जितना भी जो कुछ भी लिखूँ रिक्त कागज़ रहेंगे क्योंकि अनन्त आकाश है यह… Continue reading Blank Pages Shall Remain
Honor Yourself First – or How To Be A Ninja Ganesha
In the ticketing system of Spice Jet, Indigo, Jet Airways, and yes Air India too, a passenger is “born” when a ticket is booked. A passenger “dies” when the passenger commits suicide (sorry, I meant when the passenger cancels the booking) , or when it is transported to another realm (city!) on the hallowed flight… Continue reading Honor Yourself First – or How To Be A Ninja Ganesha
one word poem
एक शब्द की कविता तुम. एक शब्द में पृथ्वी सारी तुम एक शब्द में सृष्टि सारी तुम क्या रिश्ता होगा जब तुम ही हो यह वाणी तेरी – तुम a one word poem you. in one word entire earth you in one word the universe you relationship? not possible when there’s only one- you this… Continue reading one word poem
Happy Independence Day!
I share with you 4 lines I came across in Jaishankar Prasad’s Kaamaayani. (Jaishankar Prasad was an eminent Hindi poet and Kaamaayani is a celebrated mahakaavya of Hindi literature). These are the 4 lines, translated by yours truly – We were not gods, neither are they – All cogs in the wheel of change. Yes,… Continue reading Happy Independence Day!
Processing Pain: What I Have Learned
The child was playing. The child fell down, got hurt and started bawling. The mother (or whichever other elder was in the vicinity) rushed to the aid of the child, picked her up and started consoling her. The child continued bawling. One strategy that mothers (or elders in general) resort to in this situation is… Continue reading Processing Pain: What I Have Learned
When I Marry, My Forgotten Friend Will Do My Makeup
I don’t know if I have forgotten her. If I had, I wouldn’t be writing about her. There is such contradiction inherent in Cheryl Strayed’s writing prompt ‘Write about someone you forgot’ that it is capable of causing nuclear fusion. She was a practicing lawyer in Pakistan. Now in USA, she managed her toddlers full-time,… Continue reading When I Marry, My Forgotten Friend Will Do My Makeup