For a long time I was afraid of it. I confused it with loneliness, something I was also afraid of and somewhat related to the topic. It signified insignificance. That my life wasn’t worth external company, care, etc. But here I am, 31st December 2020, listening to Neil Young’s ‘Old Man’, having declined multiple invitations to NYE events/occasions, now sitting ...
The day started like any other Sunday. Those small, grey konda kurulas gossiping on the neighbour’s roof, the sun stretching and rising, a slight breeze tickling the mango leaves. I started with laundry and came on to the balcony for a smoke. I felt happy about the week and some things that seem to be going well during this horrible ...
The day started like any other Sunday. Those small, grey konda kurulas gossiping on the neighbour’s roof, the sun stretching and rising, a slight breeze tickling the mango leaves. I started with laundry and came on to the balcony for a smoke. I felt happy about the week and some things that seem to be going well during this horrible ...
We’re heading into a lockdown for the weekend. It starts this midnight and continues till 5.00 am on Monday. That’s what the Government had said but I refuse to take that without a pinch of salt and a shot of Hydroxychloroquine, given what happened the last time we were ordered into the equivalent of house arrest, for me at least. ...
It will start with a series of letters. The shorter ones first for those who matter and have mattered and who deserve a personal note. Of course, colleagues will fall into that category. Perhaps a single one for all. The professionals who tried to treat it will get one too. It won’t be their fault. Some things just can’t be ...
More precisely, the resulting lockdown and how it changed my perspective. I’m trying to recall what got me here 11 years ago; the things that motivated me to create this space on the internet for the things that oozed from my mind. I remember there was no nervousness about what I wrote. The anxiety was more tied to how it ...
I vaguely recall the time I created this blog. I remember the excitement of thinking of a name and then a URL, and what I would put in the ‘About Me’ section. It had to represent me and what I stood for. I knew what I wanted to talk about and the kind of validation I was expecting. Even the ...
Don Henley once said “Sometimes you get the best light from a burning bridge” And I wish bridges never burned and instead remained, open to visitors, edifices to a place where there was a different peace No railings slithering across for safety, just the moss in bloom, wreaths, reminders of an unfortunate inevitable doom And in the distant dubious dark ...
The affliction addiction retreats – revenge likely Long live the bends, benign ends, decadence’s descend Dearly beloved gathered, gaze in amaze. Craze? Haze? No withered ways? Stolen, a Nation’s wealth. Saved, an asshole’s health A noose’s rope, now a line of hope for they who can’t cope Fuck these abstracts. Affects meaning. Distracts. Subtracts We’re not alone. I wasn’t. Changing ...
Winter has come Notions cling to the air capriciously Cease and Desist! The notice has been served and the Serotonin factory shall be closed Indefinitely Definitely Unemployed, happiness chooses the noose Panic in the capital A civil war of thoughts Torpedoes from a forgotten past Sinking of the heart Is there no solution? Unison, valium, a binding resolution Come forth ...
Winter has come Notions cling to the air capriciously Cease and Desist! The notice has been served and the Serotonin factory shall be closed Indefinitely Definitely Unemployed, happiness chooses the noose Panic in the capital A civil war of thoughts Torpedoes from a forgotten past Sinking of the heart Is there no solution? Unison, valium, a binding resolution Come forth ...
Within in these four walls I am free Yet trapped in consciousness Robbed of sleep Whence once snowed dreams Now stream questions The night is wet But the sun prepares its journey to the centre of the sky Will she see us? Are there stars out there tonight? Last call for the moon Nocturnal citizens of the grass, chant their ...
Within in these four walls I am free Yet trapped in consciousness Robbed of sleep Whence once snowed dreams Now stream questions The night is wet But the sun prepares its journey to the centre of the sky Will she see us? Are there stars out there tonight? Last call for the moon Nocturnal citizens of the grass, chant their ...
So my endeavor to write a post every night has quite simply gone to shit. Much like its many predecessors where I’ve managed to bring routine in to my way of life. A very futile exercise as I’ve now come to accept. Mating a shoe fly with a Pomeranian would be more in the realm of feasible, comparatively. Looking back ...
So my endeavor to write a post every night has quite simply gone to shit. Much like its many predecessors where I’ve managed to bring routine in to my way of life. A very futile exercise as I’ve now come to accept. Mating a shoe fly with a Pomeranian would be more in the realm of feasible, comparatively. Looking back ...
That’s how long I’ve been using my Lumia Windowsphone and it has been great so far. It’s not a phone I’ve wanted to own, but now that I’ve had a chance to use it, don’t think I’ll be switching to anything else. Sure there are the shortcomings and delayed introduction of apps to it but on the basic functions side, ...
That’s how long I’ve been using my Lumia Windowsphone and it has been great so far. It’s not a phone I’ve wanted to own, but now that I’ve had a chance to use it, don’t think I’ll be switching to anything else. Sure there are the shortcomings and delayed introduction of apps to it but on the basic functions side, ...
Insomnia: I have it. And it is not pretty. And there’s isn’t anything I can do about it except open up the ol’ task manager and figure out what’s running in the background, prompting the awakening. I probably should have listened to my psychiatrist but then again – fuck sleep. What a waste of time really. Not exactly on schedule, ...
