शौक़ की मोहब्बत
यह मोहब्बत एक शौक़ तो है फ़ुर्सत मिले तो कर लेंगे किसी किताब के पुराने पन्नों के बीच सूखी हुयी गुलाब जैसे वक़्त मिले तो
Tick Tock
The hermit on the hill – And so the hermit sat upon the mountain top for ages. That’s what the people said. For years and
Life as a Continuum
Many plants can be propagated by grafting. Carefully break off a branch, rebury part of it in soil and voila, it sprouts roots, then shoots
To Soul or Not to Soul…
What is the soul? Is it that which according to some, is transferred through births and rebirths, or is it the neʹphesh or psy·kheʹ…the life we possess
Step-(Un)Wise
Our brains are like VHS tapes. No, not in that they are obsolete (yet), but in that they are capable of working only in a
The Catalog of the Damned
We are all cataloged. And cross cataloged. Like books in a library. We are men or women or in-betweens, we are Hindus or Christians or
Transcendence
Art and science – seeming contradictions but just different interpretations of the same subject we call life. If art were a poem, science is its
Why a ‘naked’ soul?
A blog of musings of a naked soul. A soul that sheds all external influences and looks at life, at existence, at consciousness, from within and
The Loner
When the survival of a species depended on and still does on its social construct and its very evolution has been defined by the connected
Thou Art.
Art is an expression of our collective consciousness that bursts forth giving form to abstract thoughts, feelings, moods that rise up from the depths of
Stop This Parenting!
Stop! Stop parenting your kids! Stop telling them what to do, what not to do. Stop telling them what to think, how to think and
What if….
What if…. A child born was left untethered… What if… No right or wrong, no sin or virtue, no morals or norms touched it’s mind……