Made of movies, books and literature. Occasionally there's a penchant for social commentary.
I have expressed this before, perhaps in different ways, that I live with a suppressed existential dread all the damn time. I have a full life that keeps me busy and ambitious but at every pitstop, my mind brings to the surface the spiritually and scientifically unanswered question "why?" and ruins the moment. I wonder... Continue Reading →
There's no bounds to how much I miss this dumb cat. He wasn't even ours, he just chose us one day and decided he'll be the boss of our home and wrap us all around his little finger. He'd come and go at any point and meow until his cries echoed at least 4 kilometers... Continue Reading →
The author reflects on their seven-year experience as a teacher, emphasizing that it was unplanned and often frustrating. They struggle to balance their productivity-oriented nature with teaching's demands. Despite respect for their own teachers and the rewarding social life, they feel drained by the education system's overwhelming challenges and diminishing passion.
Books are a great feeling in every form, but truly for me, no genre ever beats fantasy fiction. The immersive experience of fantasy worlds with their surreal physics and swoon-worthy romances will never cease to appeal to me. I'm currently reading A Court of Thornes and Roses (famously known as ACOTAR) by Sarah J Maas.... Continue Reading →
The author struggles with self-sabotage and existential dread, feeling that good times are fleeting and bad times are inevitable. This awareness undermines their ability to enjoy life's blessings, creating a paradox where they recognize life's perfection yet struggle to accept its inherent unpredictability, leading to feelings of frustration and isolation.
Isn’t it amazing how sometimes the sun dawns upon every façade and makes it see-through. Sooner or later, every human being resorts to his/her natural form, and if not, others will still starting seeing through. What you really are can never be hidden for too long. I have always felt like authenticity is the greatest... Continue Reading →
[I feel the need to add a little disclaimer – the thought originated somewhere and led to a place that believers might connect to disbelievers might as well find funny. So this is quite subjective.] I went to town through a thunder-rain on a mild medical emergency. Where I live is a temple town in... Continue Reading →
I wonder if existential questions are as common as I think they are. I don’t mean the depressing ones – just the ones that make us truly ponder over the point of anything we do in life. Sometimes they hit me so hard that pretty much everything feels pointless in the bigger context. What, after... Continue Reading →
I realize that most journal entries I make here are sad ones. I don’t publish the happy ones because mostly they feel like blowing my own trumpet; but more importantly there isn’t much soul-searching content there. As much as I wish that the soul searching, healing and re-inventing happens on the happier plane of life,... Continue Reading →
Its one of those times when my faith is tested to its limits, again. There’s a line in one of my favourite devotional songs from Bollywood that goes ‘Bhakti ko shakti do’, which means ‘give power to devotion’. It implies that if we pray hard enough, that could be our superpower. I have believed firmly... Continue Reading →