Protected: The Drift

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Too bad if you just landed here, show’s over!

Crap. I just went through my entire blog from the first post and this word is all that I have to say about it. I have never really opened up here and the posts give you no idea whatsoever about me. I’ve not written about so many things that were on my mind at that…

Catch Me

The last post here was 3 months ago. I look at it and it appears from ages ago. This blog can’t keep up with the rate of changes I’m going through. Anyway, I turn 22 today and this is a ceremonial post! P.S. I better update my “Abouts” page – that’s the least I could…

And we’re back again

When I find myself in a moment which is so surreal that I want time to just stop right there, I imagine myself way ahead in time when this moment is long gone and imagine how it would feel like to crave to live it again. I then think of myself coming back in the now and for some…

जिसे शब्दों की तलाश है

There’re 11 unpublished posts in my drafts and umpteen in my head. And I don’t know where to start or what to say except some words stolen from here. भटक भी जाऊं मैं कभी, तो रहती सुबह की आस है, जीवन है एक अधूरी कविता, जिसे शब्दों की तलाश है, आप ही धुन में है शायद, या…

Gluey

Cult followers of my blog would remember this post I wrote sometime back for an old friend who I had not met in 11 years – after his family shifted to Jaipur from Delhi. We used to wish each other on birthdays virtually, but were practically strangers. People change with time and more so when they’re growing up. We…

Big Black Car

This cycle isn’t new to anyone, we’ve all been in it far too often –  come across a song that at first seems okay-ish but hooks you up real bad a little while later and you begin to see the artist as a creative genius.

Headlights

Excluding 9 unpublished drafts I scribbled in December, I wrote 11 posts in 2016. I put up 28 posts in 2015 and 29 in the year before that – all of them dead as a doornail. I was more focused on how I wanted to say things rather than on actual things I wanted to say. As a result, I wrote less…

On a Sine Wave

I just watched Elon Musk and Sal Khan’s (of Khan Academy) conversation and I had a feeling which is very difficult to sculpt into words. The feeling is partially amazement – on seeing them working so earnestly towards things that they believe in. The feeling is partially humbling – when I consider how insignificant most of the things…

Echoes from the past

“Every story has a happy ending, it’s just a matter of right moment to end the tale. Contrariwise, on a long enough timeline every story ends in a tragedy.” This is a somewhat paraphrased version of something I came across somewhere a long time ago and it echoes in my mind every now and then. I…

Wants

What do you want that society doesn’t want you to want?

Paradigm Shift

Let’s skip the too-long-no-post pleasantries. It’s 5:06 AM and I’m as awake as a rat chased back to it’s hole by a cat. Of late, I’ve written as many posts as the ant crawling below my 6 ft. x 2 ft. hostel bed and because of which there was no deeply-introspective-post on my birthday like last…