As I sit in the corner of this cafe, sipping my cup of tea, my thoughts waver to the vivid dream of yesterday. The fragments that I can still visualise, call it a blessings of a devil that I can remember, retain, and maneuver myself in the dreams. The colours come back in remembrance, and I am walking behind a figure. Yes, I remember who, … Continue reading Search for what is yours
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 can attract and absorb soulful people from across the globe. … Continue reading The soul of Pushkar
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 off those wings and bring us back to the ground. … Continue reading Sometimes things have to fall apart to make way for better things
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 with the work while the world seems to be lost … Continue reading Build yourself up, again!
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 nine years at least, with a soul that survived decades … Continue reading The diary
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 feet. A moment back, I was snoring in my bed … Continue reading The girl in the alley