Smile, It Costs Nothing

Hey you! Yes, I am talking to you. Why don’t you smile often? I understand that these are trying times to be living in. There is a pandemic upon us, and millions around us are tired of being locked inside their houses. Moving from their rooms to the kitchen and back again. But does that…

Life is a subliminal bliss

There is a meaning to life. This is what the majority of us believe or want to believe. A conscious stream of thoughts where we want to perceive and reflect on the happening of events. Assuming that every event leads to a common destination. An endpoint of no return. However, is this what subliminal has…

It is okay to not be okay

There are times when we are faced with a dilemma. A choice in which we have no say of ours. Such is this pandemic and the lockdown that was enforced on us for the greater good. Resultantly causing mass panic and widespread fear. As we proceeded with the first month of living indoors, I observed…

How do you explain India?

India boasts of an extraordinaire economic history, where anything you explain about the country, the opposite also stands true.

The soul of Pushkar

As I walked into the train, the eyes of cultural folk met me by the seat. Each wearing a multicoloured turban and carrying a proudly rounded mustache on their face. Little did I realise the spiritual trip I was embarking upon. Pushkar (a city in India) has this magic. It has this enchantment where it…

Sometimes things have to fall apart to make way for better things

Life has its way of serving experiences on a platter. Irrespective of our want, it can be sweet or sour, but it comes with its own set of servings (read learnings). These servings might include revelations or success, each introducing us to groundbreaking realities. Success for instance would give you wings, revelations meanwhile would clip…

Build yourself up, again!

Is it not a perfect day to wake up? Gloomy, rainy, oblivious to the troubles of mankind. As you stare out of the window, in the street, people can be seen running off to take shelter, while a postman continues with his job unperturbed. Is it his requirement or his dedication that makes him continue…

Durga Puja, Autumn and Many Emotions

As “Xarodi raani tumar henu naam…” (I heard…you are the queen of Autumn- a Song by Bhupen Hazarika) plays through my earphone, my mind slowly drifts back to the days of Durga Puja spent in Nagaon, my hometown in Assam. The ‘Xewali‘ (night Jasmine) must be swaying in the breeze by now, the mystic ‘dhak‘…

The diary

There was truly something magical about this antique shop. I walked through the door and couldn’t believe my eyes. There was a book, a diary per se. A peculiarly beautiful diary with leather bound hardback consisting of creamy papers yellowed a little by age. A kind of book that must have existed for about twenty…

The girl in the alley

I ran, as fast as my legs could take. Breathing heavily, panting, as hundreds of people went past by. Something felt wrong. There was immediate news of a pandemic and everything went nuts. Shortage of food, groceries, supplies. It felt like the virus was following me, observing my every move, matching my pace, feet to…