Ruled. Liberated. Survived. Evolving. Such moments of torrential history, and my life.
Chiseled in times, ravaged by war, a witness to the independence movement and surviving amidst troubled celebration. The monument stands and shines, devoid of percussion, beneath and over. Sans you, sans me. What is left of is platelets of the past and some enormous little moments.
2017 was a roller coaster year. Well, I can call it adventurous and tumultuous in the same breath. Yes, you might argue that these expressions don’t quite sit adjacent to each other. But at times, our derivatives stand flawed and undisputed. Strange are the ways of life, so was 2017. Indulgent, attractive, celebrated. Sometimes, weContinue reading “Inevitable 2018, Hello!”
The arrival of Maa, the supreme goddess of love and blessing. The epitome of goodness and nemesis of the evil.
Yes. We changed. World changed. Everything else around changed. In fact, I have bleak memories of how this world looked before the apocalypse. Our outlook to America, our attitude towards terrorism (we now call it global post 9/11), our stand as global nations against one unified enemy. All this changed. And somewhere, it changed usContinue reading “9/11. Change-versary.”
When he went through the ordeal around the same time last year and came out with a courageous smile, I saluted his tenacity and positivity. I was reassured. He has a long life ahead. One year down the line, and today, I have been thinking hard. After this phone call, I sat and was sittingContinue reading “When fear is pain”
It is not a lonely place. It’s just that you wanted to be left alone. You and water, remain separated till you want to. Get together when you want to. The important thing is, you wanted to. State of mind is an art, you would rather give it a miss.
Day or night, the sun never goes down. It wallops, it gallops, it eats your head, it vibrates. But never goes down. Glittering waters or the artistry of the clouds. Deep meanders or open flings. It ain’t going down. Sun never goes down. Hope never goes down. We are hope.
A tired evening. Lousy attitude. Relaxed and bent over for some real hot and good tea. Behind the nets, it was me at my terrible best. Wait, I am coming.
I got my sparks all over the place, and I can see people going gaga over it. What about you?
I have not been to this place. But I quite evidently and desperately agree. The other side is always greener.
We have come a long way, we have a long way to go. Every country goes through turbulence, so have we. Every country has its moments, we have had our own. Every country has a vision, we have ours. No country is perfect, the flaws exude beauty of renaissance and evolution. We did, we do,Continue reading “70 Years of ‘Bharat’”