It is out of its inherent throbbing joy that white burst into a myriad colors. It is out of its inherent throbbing joy that the land danced and there were highs and lows. As the land was high and low, the colors flowed. And so a grand picture was formed. And the colors loved themselves.… Continue reading But The Colors Could Not See The Grand Picture
Category: prose
words are small pathways
Words are like small pathways.
They take you somewhere and then they themselves fade away, leaving you in the space of that feeling …
Where Ideas Interconnect
Two days in February, people gather in Goa. Ideas gather in Goa. In total camaraderie, zero competition, zero cynicism.
shining gateways into infinity
My appreciation for language and literature keeps increasing steadily, while I remain constantly aware of the insufficiency of words. Feelings and experiences are like continuous fields that fade …
Learning to Love Marketing
Why marketing is spiritual and how I learned to love it –
I received impeccable service in Kolkata
He works for a pathology clinic. If you ring him up, he will come to your home to collect blood samples for the blood test that your doctor has prescribed.
Happy Art Play Day
Recounting the experience of my first ever art stall …
Art: My First Observe Teacher (SAM Series)
Life has bestowed many blessings upon me. Among them is my first and very excellent Observe teacher. He came to me during my crucial formative years in high-school.
Observe. The Only Job of The Scientist.
I wanna join the Science club. It is a mighty prestigious club I hear. So how do I join Science the club? How do I “do Science”?
Open-mindedness. The Beauty of Science. (SAM Series)
Very good question: What’s so great about Science?
Now frankly, “great” I don’t know – but there is this basic tenet of Science, and what emerges from that, is something beautiful.