Flipping through the old diariesReading out the old poemsListening to the old voicesI feel nostalgic Helpless I feelsometimes to such an extentThat the very word seemsto be trivial to me I swear I always triedtill there were tears in my eyesand i know i could not make anyone believewhat my life has always meant to me I was never born to obligethe whims and expectations … Continue reading I Am Alive
We have great stories about Ram, Sita, Krishna and Radha but the way we learn from them is still not fully understood to me. We revere Ram and Sita and want to emulate them. We take vows of Bhagvad Gita, the song of Krishna. Yet, when it comes to his two biggest relationships, with Radha and Sudama, we either term them as divine affairs or … Continue reading Revisiting the Oldest Story on Friendship
So this might be the first time I am writing about a burning topic because you know I am too lazy to voice my opinion. It’s a long process- You voice your opinion very loosely without checking on the facts. N number of people would support you while N+1 number of people would give you thumbs down. Your ego would be hurt and even if … Continue reading Am I intolerant?
Part I: Confessions of a well fed middle class individual You would be thinking what this post is all about. Without creating much hoopla around it, let me tell you that it is about HUNGER. Now you would have understood by the title that I want to be sarcastic here. But trust me, I am dead honest. Being a middle class person almost clears you … Continue reading My Thoughts on Hunger
Sometimes, a good story inspires you to write your own. It’s a vicious circle of stories all around us- stories that make strangers your best friends and sometimes compel you to question your own existence. Smart phone, tablet, phablet, iPad, Kindle etc- so many innovations, so much convenience. However, listening to stories from fellow passengers in a second class train compartment has been the best … Continue reading World Full of Strangers
This is a post written in 2010 in another blog…. Date: August 14 2010 “Every independent country is independent in one way however, every independent country is a slave in more than one way.” Its 64th Indian Independence Day tomorrow, I am sitting in front of my desktop in the office and sulking. I am trying to concentrate and my inbox is getting filled … Continue reading My tryst with slavery