I remember watching a video reel once of an old man taking his pet turtle out for a walk. The act is so innocent, carefree, nonchalant, and unperturbed that the image says a zillion words without actually trying. It teleports me instantly to an extremely
I have heard this probably a thousand times from people, cursing the weather, the traffic, the situation they are in, complaining and cribbing about other people, about their pain, about how insignificant they feel, comparing their lives with others, drooling over things they believe they
Death is coming. It is that certainty up ahead that everyone is aware of. You don’t know which day could be your last. Is it today, tomorrow, maybe a few years down the road? There’s an unsaid eventuality lurking in every story. You could be
I remember some time ago, chasing many dreams. Venturing out into battles, with whatever little I had. The bloke was hungry. He had seen blood dripping out of so many mouths, that he wanted to see how it felt like. There was an insatiable pep
Even as the Covidian epoch perishes, and we slither into another elusive timeline, it’s hard not to introspect our actions. Goes without saying, it makes us apprehensive of the things that lay in store for us. What we as humans can possibly do is hope.
Sometimes I am scared of what I might become. What if I forget my modus operandi. Can an artist forget his trait? I started off to be a writer, now an array of vocations caper about on my dashboard. The inclination towards direction affects my
Some pieces evoke a deep sense of pathos, this is one of them. Every time I listen to it, every time I watch its beautifully crafted video, I can’t stop myself from reflecting over it for hours. This is what I ended up commenting on
I have often pondered over this existential question one too many times – Should we be completely honest with people? Should we really tell them what we think about them? Can we really call a potato a potato? A spade a spade? Then I am
Unrest brews in my cup today. Life scares me to death. I am constantly harrowed by all the set of events that gradually arrays with bugles and trumpets winking at an announcement. A hereafter that I can’t see, awaits. The very idea of a hazed
I have seen mighty minds crumble, the sane go insane, and the resolute losing their temper, the brave becoming wimps, faces being forgotten and children absconding. Now that I think of it, all of it has happened around me. When I dip my head into