You don't write because you want to say something. You write because you have something to say.
“Learn to be independent.” Every time I face a challenge that seems like an impossible obstacle and my own voice sows a seed of self-doubt in mind, I hear my father’s unequivocal voice demanding that I be independent – in thought and action. And every time I tide over stronger, eventually figuring it all out […]
“I would’ve thought you are a writer.” I don’t know what it is that the girl in the chocolate store in Belgium saw in me, but it was more than I had ever seen in myself. She saw my truth, she saw me for who I was. Writing has been my singular truth long since […]
I hesitate to write, it’s a new feeling. My mind is blank, or maybe too cluttered? There is no prompt today, there hasn’t been for a while. I’ve been avoiding it. I shy away from words, I don’t know my story yet. Excuse. It’s the end I am mistaking it for, forgetting there will be […]
“It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.” Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist It’s been over a decade from when I first read the book. I wouldn’t give myself the credit to fully appreciate it back then. I was such a different person, with such a different dream. Mine, but not […]
Last year, when I visited my family home back in India, I was going through my (very large) stack of books and I came across a gift from my grandfather – Power, by Bertrand Russell. Growing up, I was always fascinated by the concept of Power. I was curious to learn how this 5-lettered word […]
This was a song that once brought me angst /Today that has flipped to a positive headline / Better days are here to come / Better days are here // What changed was not the world around me, but me.More precisely – my state of mind. There are days when you pour your heart and […]
One of the many side effects of living away from “home”, of opening your world, or better yet your mind – it’s just not enough, nothing. Where do I belong? A question that haunts me in broad daylight, one I know is not unique to me, yet is my very own. You are not born […]
It’s so easy to think of what’s just happened as unreal. Last morning I was in Paris, later on New York. It’s times like this when my life can feel pretty unreal to me. Was this something I had imagined? Or did I expect it? Or was it such a wild dream that still feels […]
Such is the way of life of a wise person – retiring to their inner self, in their own company. I’ve started 2019 on a questioning note, which come to think of it, makes total sense – it’s a natural response to observing. Not all that pleasant, not all I wanted. Yet good. And questioning. […]
Discovery. It was the word of 2018. I don’t think I would have chosen it so, had I written this post at the close of last year. But that’s what I ended up discovering. I discovered a lot of things this year – about people, my people, places (past and yet to come), about life […]
