Writing shall be my main activity for today. So many days have passed, I have not gifted myself the unique beautiful atmosphere that occurs while I write. So writing shall be my main activity for today Should I write in the notebook or on the computer? I like the vibe that is created when writing… Continue reading On A Saturday Morning
Just like Allahabad is the point of confluence of three rivers, (Ganga, Yamuna, and the chronically shy Saraswati), a small town in the Nilgiri mountain range is a confluence of three South Indian languages: Tamil, Malayalam, and Kannada. This town, though officially in Tamil Nadu, is right at the border of both Kerala and Karnataka.… Continue reading How Tagore Bought Me Free Lunch In The Nilgiris
Dear Reader, Coming soon, to the device already in your hands – my first book “11 Drops of Silence”. This is the book cover. I will share more about the book as I go further along the self-publishing process. I hope the silence that is our womb, the source of all words, continues to bring… Continue reading With Flourish, Judiciously
Write *because* you are depressed. Write precisely because self-confidence is romping in the deep dark negatives. Even if you have nothing to say, write because you want to feel connected to yourself, your guide… There is a guide and companion in me who is a friend. He has never failed me. There is also a… Continue reading The Guide And The Demon
A piece of writing has to be about something. But why? I and my wrist just like going for a trot on paper, riding on a pen. Some like to have an array of shoes, some, an array of cars. I cherish the array of textures of pen moving on paper. My favorite being smooth,… Continue reading Riding on Amazing Technology
Words are like small pathways.
They take you somewhere and then they themselves fade away, leaving you in the space of that feeling …
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 …